Modern Days and Zombies

by DMSJ1995

For my whole life, I have been fighting. There was nothing else I know. With what is going on now days that is all you can do. But some choose not to. Some choose to be married over to fighting. But for the Bennets that is something different. Mostly for us in the modern days. *R: T-M I don't own Pride and Prejudice and Zombies.*

25. Chapter 25

Then we all loaded into the car. I was the last to get into the car. Darcy helped me in. I looked over to his gesture. Our eyes meet from a moment. I then looked away. He was just trying to get rid of me quicker.

It has been a couple of days since that day. We were back at school. One day thing about that day was we found out the orphanage had fall. It was so sad. But lucky not all the kids were bitten. Some of them got out and save. They were relocated to a safe and protected place.

I just got to my locker. I opened and a piece of paper fell out of it. I picked it up and looked around to see if anyone was watching. No one was paying attention towards my locker. I then opened the piece of paper.

It's crazy, because I don't even know when you became so important to me. It's like watching a snowstorm. You see the flakes falling, but you don't realize how they're adding up. Then suddenly, your whole lawn is covered. All these little things have added up, and you're my snowstorm, Elizabeth.

Who the hell put this in my locker? Is someone telling me that they like me? Okay, that is something else. Maybe it was post to be for Jane from Bingley. I got done with things at my locker and then went to find Charles Bingley.

I then found him talking to some people. I walked over to them. I gave everyone a look to leave. They then quickly walked away from me and Bingley. People knows not to mess with the Bennet sisters. We will get even. Even if Jane chooses not too. But I will.

"I need to talk to you." I told him.

"Yes?" I asked me with his goofy grin he always has on.

I pulled out the note and handed it to him. I then said,

"I think you put it in the wrong locker."

"No." He said.

"What do you mean? You put this in my locker." I asked confused.

"I didn't write this." He told me.

"So, if you didn't write it. Then who did?" I asked to myself out loud.

"I have no idea. You have a secret admirer. How sweet." Charles said.

"Not sweet." I said.

I took the note back and walked away. Maybe it was from John trying to be cute. If it is not from him then I don't know who it is from?