The Zombieland Diaries
A/N: alright so on to chapter 2. Read and review please. That would be awesome. Enjoy! Im thining this is kinda gonna be more from Wichita's point of view with the other playing their own parts as well.
Searching
The Trio had gotten to a small town just outside San Jose an hour after entering. It seemed to have been a pretty high-class area. They passed by Joey Franco's Market and Tallahassee turned towards Little rock who smirked back. He pulled into a parking space right in front checking for any close by zombies.
Wichita grabbed her Mossberg 500 which layed next to her. And hopped out of the car on red alert. Little Rock ran up to her side covering her as Wichita was doing to her and Tallahassee. Tallahassee forced the sliding doors open walking in before the girls. The sisters soon followed keeping an eye out for any zombies in the store.
The store looked like a hurricane had gone threw it. Things were thrown on the ground and just left there to rot. The store had a funky smell too, but they figured it was because of the rotting produce that was left on it's shelves. Tallahassee turned to Wichita "you alright goin on your own?" he said calling Little Rock over. Wichita nodded and started on the of the aisle getting some supplies like tuna and canned vegetables. She grabbed the duffle bag and packed it half full of supplies and threw in an old magazine just for kicks. She heard Tallahassee holler from a couple aisles down.
"TWINKIES!!!" he said in excitement
Wichita smiled to herself before walking towards the packaged water aisle. Sadly all the packs were gone, she looked down every aisle finally stopping on the alcohol aisle. She grabbed a bottle of Wild Turkey stuffing it in the duffle bag. She passed by the wines and felt her heart drop to her feet remembering the first time she and Columbus almost kissed.
*FlashBack*
"Those bitches! No.i will not stand for know what? On behalf of all the 8th grade girls I'd like to make it up to you…" she stood up, the fireplace slowly casting shadows in the room. She held out her hand and waited "relax scotty's old news"
She looked into this blue eyes as they began to move slowly yet surely before he slightly pulled her closer and closer before they're bodies were almost flush against eachother. Wichita worried about whether she smelled or not. But in that moment not much actually mattered.
"I don't even know your name but this is actually kinda nice." He said into her ear.
"You know between you and me…your actually kinda cute…I mean you got the guts of a guppy..but…I could hit that.." she said slowly in his ear huskily.
"really?" he backed up and looked into her green eyes which flickered with the light of the fireplace.
"Or at least give you the intentional walk to first." She said looking into his eyes.
She leaned in slowly, and he did as well, and Wichita felt his breath on her lips and they were about to kiss…
*End FlashBack*
She opened her eyes and breathed in deeply before walking forward towards the large swinging doors that headed towards the stock room in the back. Tallahassee popped out from around the corner with Little Rock who had a box of Twinkies in her hand. "you want us to go with?" he asked placing his Mare's Leg pistol on his shoulder.
"ill be fine. If there were zombies we would have seen them already" she said starting to walk into the stock room. It was sort of dark, pallets of old food and canned goods laid out on the floor. She found two big 35 packs of water by the other end of the back room. She looked around for something to carry it with and found a red hand dolly. She transferred the two packs and stretched back hearing the small cracks in her back. But there was one crack that she knew didn't come from her back, but from behind her... a zombie? Tallahassee? Little Rock? She turned around quickly cocking her shotgun pointing it towards her target.
The figure was tall and had a hood over it's head. It stood still, cocked it's Winchester 1300 Marine all while having it pointed at her. She examined quickly, no blood stains so I couldn't be a zombie. It was a guy that was for sure with his big Letterman jacket with an O.S. He had a white V-neck under his blue plaid shirt, which was unbuttoned. She scooted closer quickly and so did the guy. He slowly took his hand off the pump and put his hood down. She examined his face which was square shaped and rugged looking. His medium skin made his dark blue eyes and finally he said something.
"your human…" he said putting his gun down and his hands up.
Post A/N: hmmmm what do you think will happen next?! I don't know but I think you should review. Cause that would be AWESOME. Thanks for reading more to come soon.