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Sorry about how short it is, but I've been practicing my ballet routine for my PE GCSE (an English exam.) if any of you guys know any sort of mimes – for doom/ death (I know it's a weird theme, but I'm going for a variation of the witch in sleeping beauty.) that I could use, it would be a great help. Well I know you probably want me to shut up, so here is the chapter...
We circled each other, our backs pressed together and our hands held up in the ready position. I had no flipping idea what I was doing. Why couldn't they have at least warned me that this might happen?
"CAMMIE!" Bex yelled and she came flying towards us. There were three gun shots and two of the men in front of us fell to their knees, they were still trying to catch us.
Macey had joined us now and she was taking down another couple. She slapped white things on their arms and then they collapsed to the floor. Four down, four to go and I was still standing like a lemon in the middle.
I felt someone grab my arm and then I was pulled to the side. I looked over to see who it was and realised that it was Zach. "Come on." He said and he pulled me outside.
"But what about everyone else?" I asked as he shoved me in to a car.
"We need to protect you, brining you here was a mistake." He said and he revved the engine. "Seatbelt." He yelled as he stamped on the accelerator and we sped on to the motorway.
"What if they don't make it?" I asked and he grunted a response that I couldn't properly hear, but it sounded like 'I wish you were dead instead of them.' Hurtful! "Slow down." I said but he completely ignored me.
"Get in the house." He said as soon as I stepped out of the car and I was about to turn around a yell at him, when six people ran towards us.
"GET IN THE HOUSE!" Macey yelled as she sprinted towards us and I dashed in to the house, standing to the side as seven people followed and then I slammed the door. Zach pressed his palm on a scanner – that was not there a minute ago – and then thick metal slats fell down over the doors and the windows.
"We should be okay for now." Grant said and then he took my hand, pulling me towards the living room.
"From now on," Macey started when everyone piled in, and I looked up at her. "You are going to have lessons with all of us." She had taken charge and there was no arguing with her. "Bex will teach you how to fight, Liz will teach you all the smart lessons," she paused, "Jonas will teach you computer stuff, Nick and me will help you with learning how to disguise yourself, Grant will..."
"Why didn't you give me something to do?" he asked and Macey looked like she was trying hard to figure something out.
"You can... what can you do?" she asked after another pause.
Grant looked slightly hurt but brushed it off, "I can teach her how to use weapons." He said hopefully, I think it was his excuse to show off and shoot a box as many times as he wanted.
"You and Zach will teach her how to shoot." Macey finished and I put up my hand. "Cammie?" she asked and I faltered before speaking.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" I asked and she looked at me like I was crazy.
"Of course, you need to learn how to... well, how to be like us."
"No, not the lessons." I looked in Zach's direction. "He'll probably end up shooting me rather than teaching me how to shoot."
"He's harmless, and if he knows what's good for him he will BEHAVE!" she yelled the last part.
Bex pushed him towards me, "I will behave." He said but he was still glaring at me. Wow, this is an improvement, at least he wasn't snarling.
I promise I will update again soon :) and it will be a lot better. Should I do a Zach POV? Just tell me who's POV you would like to see and I might be able to work it in.
