It's May and it's still snowing…. At least where I am-_- Depressing. And speaking of depressing:
The village had become a sad and gloomy place. Though it was easier to focus on ourselves for once rather than each other's lives, we were all mourning. Well the majority of us anyways.
"And another one bites the dust." Commander laughs over a bottle of Corona. Where do you even get beer in the middle of the jungle? It seemed there were things they still weren't telling us.
No one laughed with him, but ate in silence.
"You're all spineless little girls." He takes another sip. "'Specially you." He glared at Charlotte.
"That's because she is little." Reaver growls protectively. Charlotte starts coughing uncontrollably.
"Let me tell you something you ignorant fool. No one is innocent in this war. We're all a bunch of murderers." Commander slams his bottle onto the poorly built wooden table and stands up abruptly. He walks off into the darkness.
We were sitting outside near the fire at a large table built for gatherings such as these. Or really daily meals. Either way they never ended well.
"That bastard." Reaver stands glaring at the Commander's back.
"Calm down." I try.
"But-" Reaver knew he was in a losing argument so he sat back down.
"There is nothing left to do, mon." Moi shakes his head and walks toward the shelters. Then stops and turns, "You best be keeping your head, or you'll lose it just like you're friends." He points to the pit, then continues to walk. Fairbanks shoved her chair back and stomped away.
"I'm going to bed." Many people agreed and left the table. Reaver, Bavaria and I were left in silence.
"Who do you think is next?" I ask quietly.
"Who's the next dumbest person in the group?" Reaver laughed darkly.
"A good question." Bavaria nods. Silence; that conversation was over. I stood up and walked around, mosquitoes buzzed around the air, threatening to bring itchy bumps that would mean nothing anymore. After living in Minnesota for so long you get used to it.
"Where are you going?" Nick's voice behind me. I turn to face him. A long cut was beginning to form on his left cheekbone, somehow I had failed to notice that.
"I don't know." I mumbled. Nick waited for an answer. I glared back at him.
"We should leave." He suggests after a few minutes.
"I know. But I don't know where we would go." I sigh, sitting on a fallen tree.
"We could go further into the jungle, find a city." Nick sits across from me on another tree trunk that showed signs of once being on fire.
"I don't think… what if they don't let us leave?" I ask thoughtfully.
"And what if they do?"
"Hey!" Russia was running down the side of the hill that we were sitting on. "Causing trouble?" She asks while sitting down next to me.
"We're trying to think of the next place." I say.
"Minneapolis. We can't just keep running from place to place." Nick shakes his head.
"What else are we supposed to do?" Russia asks him. It's quiet, you can almost hear the gears turning in our heads.
"Let's find somewhere to stay. I don't like this whole nomadic lifestyle we have." Nick sighs. Another long pause. The crickets chirped in the trees. Weird bugs and birds and other animals made up the music of the jungle. They were wild but so were we. Once we lived normal lives and now… now we were all our own monsters.
"Alright." I say finally. Nick and Russia look at me, shocked.
"Alright?"
"All right: Without a doubt. A word used to add assertion to a mood." I say.
"Okay then, tomorrow we escape." Nick says.
"Do you really have to say escape?" I ask.
"Do we know if they'll let us just leave?"
I think about that, "Escape it is."
A History Class Special:
"In the year 2012 what major event changed our lives?" Ms. Fields asks her class.
"The world ended?"
"A gasoline spill?"
"Zombie Apocalypse?"
"Very good, Hansel!" Ms. Fields claps her hands together. "And what happened?"
Lumi, Hansel's twin sister raised her hand, "Zombies took over the world and a lot of people died." She says shyly.
"Good job, Lumi!" The teacher sings. These were second graders, and their teacher treated them as such. "Does anyone know anything else about this major event in history?"
"Well…" Lumi looks at Hansel before continuing, "Our mommy and papa were survivors of the Zombie Apocalypse."
"Yeah! Mine, too!" A few kids screamed excitedly.
"Settle down, settle down. Does anyone know how it began?"
"A nuclear cloud exploded in Asia and a disease began. It quickly spread to the rest of the world." Says the smartest kid in the class, Wilber.
"Precisely." Ms. Fields smiles.
"Show off!" Jr. yells.
"Yeah, show off." Says another kid.
"Four eyes!"
"Freak!"
Wilber lowers his head and sits silently through the rest of class. He knew his father was a hero, and someday he would be, too.
Majorly short chapter, sorry. Last chance before I destroy your characters if you haven't already talked to me. :D
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