Sunday, Addison and Zed woke up a little after dawn to head out and get some food for the day. They wouldn't be returning home until after dinner and Addison refused to make a trip to the store before every meal. Instead of taking Zed's old truck, though, Addison took him to the garage.
Addison flicked the lights on and pointed her phone at Zed, recording his reaction. She had thought that he wasn't really the type to obsess over cars, but ever since he found out about her inheritance he made it his personal mission to learn about every car she now owned (there were a lot). Online research was one thing though. Now he was seeing nine classic cars, in the flesh, for the first time ever.
He sucked in a breath, nearly dropping his phone. He gasped at the sight—nine classics, all lined up in the perfectly white garage, shining as if they had been freshly polished. And then—"Drogi Z."
Addison giggled and only then did he look at her, his eyes wide and his mouth open. He started talking but in Zombie Tongue, too fast for Addison to translate. He caught himself though, then said, "Please tell me you have the keys for these cars."
Addison giggled and stopped recording, putting her phone back in her pocket. "I do, but none of them have gas," she said. "There are gas tanks in the supply closet though. Take your pick, Babe."
Zed threw his arms around her and kissed her. It was sloppy and all over and Addison couldn't stop laughing throughout. He put her down then walked through the garage. He was marveling at the cars, muttering under his breath in Zombie Tongue.
Addison went to the box on the wall and unlocked it with the house key, revealing the box of keys for the cars, two for each car.
"You know which one you wanna drive?" Addison called.
"How could I pick!"
Addison laughed and looked at him, seeing him grinning like a little kid. Zed said, "They're all so sexy!"
Addison laughed again. "Not as sexy as me though, right?"
"I dunno."
Addison laughed and gave him a mock scoff. He laughed and said, "Just kidding. Though I'd kill to see you behind the wheel of one of these."
"Just pick a car," she said.
"Really?"
"Of course, they're mine."
Zed squealed—actually squealed. He looked around then pointed at the maroon corvette. "That one," he said.
Addison put her hands on her hips and asked, "Think you can name it?"
He put a finger on his chin and thought for a moment. "It's a 1965 Chevrolet Corvette L76."
Addison grinned and picked out the keys, then skipped over to him. Zed smirked and raised an eyebrow. "I thought I was driving?"
"You just said you wanted to see me behind the wheel," she explained. "Take your pictures, Babe."
It only took a few minutes for both of them to get their pictures of the other. Zed drove them to the grocery store in Seabrook and they bought food to cook and snacks, and after paying they went out for breakfast without their friends.
They went back to the house and Zed and Addison made breakfast. Actually, they put their groceries away and made out in the kitchen, until Eva walked in on them. Then they made breakfast. 'They' meaning Zed cooked while Addison sat on the counter, being a cute distraction.
"You guys are already dressed?" Eva noticed.
"We had to buy food," Addison explained.
"You should see her car collection," Zed added.
Eva just laughed. Zed transferred the bacon from the pan to their plates.
"I'm sure all you did was go and buy food," Eva said sarcastically.
Addison laughed, nudging Zed's hip with her foot. "I'll never tell," she said with a smile. Zed stuck his tongue out at her and they laughed some more.
"Right," Eva said, "we totally didn't hear anything last night while we were trying to fall asleep."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Zed stated.
Eva laughed and Zed stuck his tongue out at her. He lifted the pan and poured the still steaming cauliflower onto their plates.
"Addy, you gotta get up," Zed said. "You're blocking the waffle maker."
"Move me," she challenged.
Zed rolled his eyes but moved between her legs. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to the edge of the counter. "If I lift you up you have to move to my back," he told her.
Addison beamed and nodded. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hopped off the counter as he pulled her off, then moved around so he was giving her a piggyback ride.
"You know, I'm starting to see why Eliza always torments you guys," Eva said. "Disgustingly cute."
Addison giggled and kissed Zed's temple. It was difficult to finish breakfast but Addison refused to get down so Zed struggled. They each got a waffle and finally Zed passed around their plates. Addison moved into her own chair but put her feet up into his lap.
"So what're the plans for today?" Eva asked.
"More beach stuff?" Addison suggested. "I don't have to be home until midnight."
Eva looked at Zed with a questioning look. "Me too," he said, "but we do have early practice tomorrow so we should probably leave before then."
"Or we could blow off practice," Eva suggested.
"Except we're both captains."
"What is it you say?" Addison teased. "That's a mere technicality."
Zed laughed and pushed her legs out of his lap. Addison kicked his shins in retaliation. Zed breathed out a laugh and kicked her back.
Eva scoffed in disbelief. "Are you seriously playing footsies?" she asked.
Addison laughed and nudged Zed's foot again. She could hear someone walking down the upstairs hallway, then the staircase. She turned and saw Bree walking over and grinned. "Morning bestie!" Addison called.
"I thought I was your bestie!" Eva said incredulously.
Zed gasped and kicked his girlfriend. "I thought I was your best friend!"
Addison just rolled her eyes. "Bree is my best friend," she stated. "Zed, you're my crazy hot Zombie boyfriend. And Eva is my crazy hot human best friend-muscle."
"Ha! I out rank all of you!" Bree cheered.
"Yeah whatever." Zed rolled his eyes.
Bree sat down next to Eva. She looked around at their plates and frowned. "Hey! Where's my food?"
"Maybe if you didn't sleep all morning you'd have gotten some," Addison teased.
Zed looked at Addison and rolled his eyes. "I'll make you some after I finish eating."
Addison put her feet back in his lap. They continued having meaningless conversations; eventually, Eliza and Bonzo made their way downstairs and Zed went and made more food (with his crazy cute annoyance on his back, of course). They got showered and dressed, then congregated in the living room. They spent the day doing nothing in particular, just hanging out before they get plagued by their busy summer schedules.
There were three weeks between the end of Zombeans and the first day of school. Addison and Bree had to go straight into cheer practice. They were captains and held practice on the track because the gym was being renovated. Not for the small fact that they could hang out with Zed and Eva on breaks because that would be unprofessional of them, as captains.
The first football game was on the Thursday before school started and was an away game that they won. The six of them spent the weekend at the photographers office taking their yearbook pictures.
On that Sunday, Zed's truck refused to start while he was hanging at Addison's house. Zed and Addison pushed it back to Zombietown (only took an hour and a half, no big deal), only for Paizley's dad to deem it unfixable.
"Sorry kid, I know how much this truck meant to you," the Zombie named Dezmond said. "The engine's completely out. The best we could do is scrap it for parts."
Zed frowned. "Really? Nothing you can do?"
Dezmond shook his head. "I'll give you a couple days to get out everything you wanna spare, but I'm gonna scrap it Zed."
"But…what if I don't wanna scrap it?"
Dezmond raised an eyebrow. "You wanna keep it? It's pretty useless. Is parts could be repurposed but not its whole."
"I-I'll let you know," Zed said, "thank you."
"No problem," Dezmond said, "you can leave it here and get back to me whenever."
Zed nodded and gave him a forced smile. "I'll see you later, Uncle Dez."
Addison watched the entire exchange standing awkwardly to the side, but after Zed hugged his uncle, Dezmond gave her a smile and wave, which she returned. Zed grabbed her hand and walked with her back to his house.
She looked at him and saw his face scrunched up. "Penny for your thoughts?" she asked.
"Thinking about the truck."
Addison hummed. She could understand why he wouldn't want to get rid of it; it was his mom's truck and currently the only thing he had left of her. And now it was useless and he'd have to get rid of it.
"I don't wanna scrap it," Zed complained. "I want to keep it forever. Pass it down to my own children."
Addison can't help but smile. "Alexander?"
Zed chuckled and nodded. "Yes of course Alexander. It would've been great."
"Zed, that car is from at least 1950, maybe even earlier," Addison said. "I was honestly surprised it lasted this long."
Zed gave her a pout. "That's not what I want to hear right now."
"Coming from the guy who told me my family didn't care about me while I cried about my grandfather's death."
Zed hummed in understanding. "Maybe Uncle Dez is just wrong, maybe I should take her to a professional mechanic."
"Zed," Addison said, "that truck is over seventy years old."
"You have cars from 1960!"
"My cars weren't in Zombietown for like, fifty years," Addison said. "I'm sure you could salvage something from the car that means more than the car itself."
Zed just pouted. "You're being mean."
"If it makes you feel any better, while you're deciding you're welcome to drive one of my cars," she said. "Or I could finally convince my parents to buy me my own car that's not from the twentieth century."
"Or you could drive one of the cars you already own."
"Or you could shut up," Addison mocked.
Zed chuckled and leaned down, kissing the top of her head. "How could I get to this nice car that's all the way at North Seabrook Beach?"
"We'll take an Uber. Let's go now."
Zed shrugged. "Okay, what else are we doing?"
Zed picked out the 1997 Acura NSX-T, which he left at Addison's house for the night. He walked to her place before school and when he knocked, Addison came running out, dressed in her game uniform with an excited smile.
"First day of senior year Baby!" she exclaimed, throwing herself into his arms and kissing him.
Zed laughed and lifted her off the ground for a moment. He put her down and she handed him the car keys, then skipped over to the passenger side. "Let's go! I spent all night making mixtapes for the cassette thingy, which was super hard because no one uses cassettes anymore except super old cars."
"Hurtful! I had dozens of cassettes in the truck."
"I know!"
Zed unlocked the car and went around back, dropping his backpack in the trunk. He closed it and went into the driver's seat, starting the engine as Addison put in a cassette tape that played modern music. Zed rolled down the windows and Addison put the volume up.
"Where's Eliza?" Zed asked.
"She spent all weekend with Eva," Addison said, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
"Ew! I don't even wanna hear about our private lives!"
Addison laughed and waved him off. "Just shut up and drive."
He drove them to school, breaking the speed limit everywhere except the school zones and pulled into the school parking lot like they owned the place, snagging one of the best spots in the senior section (reserved for school president).
They grab the attention of everyone once they parked. They both got out, leaving both the engine running and the music blaring.
In the spot next to them, Eva, Eliza, and Bree got out of the car. "You two are so fucking extra," Eliza complained. "I thought you didn't get these cars until you turned eighteen?"
Addison giggled. "You can do whatever you want when you've got money, if you weren't aware," she said.
"Oh I'm aware," Eliza said.
Addison laughed; she grabbed her backpack and closed the door, walking around and meeting Zed at the trunk. Eric Germane came up to them and whistled. "Damn Zed, I see you upgraded to a sexy ride," he said.
Zed grinned and said, "This is Addy's car," he said.
Eric raised an eyebrow and looked at Addison. "Now I wish that I was boning you," he said, "you sure you don't want a human Addison?"
Addison just laughed, going into Zed's side as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "I'm pretty happy with my Zombie," she said, "but you'll be the first person I call if I ever change my mind."
"Turn off your music!" Eva shouted. "You're being a public disturbance."
"You're just jealous that your girlfriend doesn't let you drive kickass cars," Eric said.
"At least I have a girlfriend."
A sophomore walked past them with her younger sister and said, "You athletes are so fucking obnoxious."
Addison just smiled and called, "Welcome back!"
"That poor freshman," Bree sympathized.
Addison hummed in agreement, then looked up at Zed and said, "Go turn off the car so we can go welcome everyone. We get to do morning announcements today!"
"We," Eliza corrected, but Addison just waved her off.
"Yeah whatever. Let's go!"
A/N: Woo! Senior year! We're almost at the end of the story! If you didn't know, "Uncle Dez" aka Dezmond is a character created by miss CallMeLy (from fanfiction). He is not a BGZ, but an original character, and she was great to let me borrow him.
Senior year are the last ten chapters of this story! They're all based off of High School Musical 3 songs. Hope you all love it! There may be other stories in the works…ssh.
See you Thursday!
