ELIZABETH POV:
I walked along side my two best friends down the stone steps of our school. We slowly made our way towards the beautiful cherry blossom tree that stood in the small field before the school building. As we stood under the pink flowering branches my head turned towards the parking lot were the parents of the students would pick their children up. My eyes were immediately drawn to my younger sister's, Annie, backpack running at my mother's cherry red convertible. I rolled the blue orbs as I turned back to Sarah and Ruby.
Sarah had dark brown hair, that was curly and was currently pulled up into a bun, and dark brown eyes. She wore a pretty light yellow dress and sandals. Ruby had light brown hair, hazel eyes, and was wearing a light blue sundress with white polka dots on it. She also wore white flats.
"Sorry girls, I have to go." My voice came out smooth and calm as always. We all smiled at each other as I flatted out my light pink Giambattista Valli Cloque skirt. We stuck our perfectly manicured nails out in front of us and wiggled them around before kissing once right and once left. Then I flipped my blonde, wavy hair over my shoulder as I turned around and strutted towards the convertible.
I could feel the eyes of the boys from my school staring at me as my pink UGGs hit the concrete. The corners of my lips pulled up into a smirk as I pulled the car door open. I gracefully sat down in the black, padded seat, and crossed my tan legs. As my mother drove out of the parking lot I turned my head and blew a kiss towards the boys who were still staring. I spun back so I was facing forwards, towards the road as we sped down. The trees turned into green blurs as we flew past them.
"So, Elizabeth, how was school today?" My mother asked me.
"The same as always, boys flirted with me, Ruby flirted with boys, and Sarah's boyfriend and his friends hung out with us." I sighed as I spoke. My eyebrows furrowed together as we neared a figure standing on the right side of the road, which was the side of the car I sat on. My mother slowed the car down slightly so we could see the person. As soon as we were about ten feet away from the person they turned around.
"Mommy why did we stop?" Annie's voice asked from the backseat. Then I screamed.
The person's hair was matted down on it's head and was tangled with sticks and leaves. It's clothing was torn and covered in dried blood, and it was missing it's right hand. It had a bite mark on it's left shoulder. Milky white eyes locked with my blue ones and a horrible snarl escaped it's lips.
"Mom! DRIVE!" I yelled at the top of my lungs as the thing began to stumble towards. My back hit the seat as my mother floored the gas pedal and the tires squealed before moving. The thing reached it's arms out towards me as we shot past it and towards our breathing came out short and labored as I tried to slow my fast beating heart. "What was that… that thing?" I questioned my mom.
"I guess the rumors were right." My mother's voice came out small as we continued to shoot down the highway.
"What rumors, mommy?" Annie's asked curiously.
"Of the disease." My mother's knuckles became white as they gripped the steering wheel and her blue eyes stayed trained on the road.
"What disease mother?" By now I was become irritated that she was answering our questions so simply.
"The one that turns people into cannibals." Her voice was shaking as spoke now.
"WHAT!" I screeched. The car jerked to the left, but I took no notice of that.
"What does cannibals mean Lizzy?" I turned around and stared at Annie's green eyes.
"First of all, don't call me Lizzy, my name is Elizabeth. Second of all cannibals are people who eat other people." I said slowly so she could understand me.
"Oh, so you're a cannibal Lizzy?" She asked sweetly.
"What?"
"You know, that one time in the hallway when you and that boy-" I cut her off my throwing my purse at her.
"Shut up!" I was lucky that my mother was so focussed on the road that she wasn't paying attention to our conversation.
"What!" Annie's green eyes held a fire in them as they challenged me to say something else.
"Nothing." I growled as I turned back so I was facing forwards. We were pulled into our driveway. My eyes scanned the front yard for any of those, things. Before stepping out once we were parked. I swiftly grabbed my purse and stalked up to the front door. I turned the handle and pushed the door. It didn't open. I continued to push it until my mother walked up behind me. She pulled a key out of her bag, put it in the keyhole, and turned it. She then pushed the white door open. "Thank you." I said shortly before walking into the house. I quickly froze as I came face to face with the barrel of a gun. Slowly, I lifted my hand up and pushed the gun down. Behind it stood my step-dad, Ethan.
"Thank goodness it's you three. I thought it was one of those infected." Ethan sighed in relief. "Girls go pack your bags." He then commanded us.
"Why?" I asked.
"We have to go. I got us places at a safe base, but we have to drive through Atalanta."
"Safe base?"
"Yes, safe base. Now go!" Annie and I quickly ran up the stairs and into our rooms. As soon as I opened my door my nostrils were filled with the smell of roses. I smiled as I stepped into it and closed the door behind me. Pink walls that were filled with posters and pictures of my friends and I surrounded me. My king sized, four poster, white bed sat in the middle of the back wall.
Quickly I grabbed a pink duffle bag out of my large walk in closet and began to shove in my favorite pieces of clothing. I swiped a mint green dolly top, a red tank top, and a cream colored sweater with a red heart on the middle. I then grabbed a pair of pale pink skinny jeans and white leggings, along with a pair of pink flats, light blue keds, and black UGG AUSTRALIA boots. Finally I slipped in an orange-pink dress with a gold belt and a denim shirt dress.
Zipping the bag shut I pulled it out into the middle room, before running to the corner of my room where my make-up and jewelry dresser stood. I rushed to take off my pink pearl earrings and Les Nereides La Diamantine necklace and replaced them with a pair of square diamond earrings, a white watch, and a diamond heart necklace my real father had given me on my eleventh birthday. I then grabbed a scrapbook my friends and I had made of my bedside table before running back to the center of the room.
I opened the side pocket of the bag and shoved the scrapbook and my purse into the duffle bag. I slowly stood up and spun in a circle trying to figure out if I missed anything I might need, having a gut feeling that we wouldn't be coming back. After concluding that I wasn't forgetting anything I jogged back down the stairs and stood in the living room.
Annie was sitting on the cream colored couch as I walked in. My eyes immediately landed on the table. On it sat a black knife. I slowly reached my hand out and grabbed it. Then I grabbed it sleath and slid them into my right UGG, hilt up. It's better to be safe than sorry.
"We need to go Ethan!" I heard my mother's voice yell from the kitchen.
"We can't leave her behind Rosiline! She's my daughter!" Ethan's voice than screamed.
"They've been doing this since I came down," I heard Annie's soft voice come from behind me, "Mommy wants to leave without Felicity." My eyes widened. I may not like my step sister, but I'd never dream of leaving her behind.
"What!" I whisper yelled at her.
"Think about your children that are here!" My mother's voice came again. Instead of another yelled a quiet, okay, let's go, followed after a few moments. Ethan and mother then walked out of the kitchen and towards Annie and I."Come on girls, let's go. We're taking your father's car." Her voice was soft and caring now. Annie and I just nodded and walked slowly towards the carriage, with Ethan following regretfully behind us holding a bag filled with what I assumed were weapons and canned goods.
I turned around and my eyes landed on a family portrait we had above the stone fireplace. I skimmed over Ethan, Annie, my mother, and my faces. My eyes landed on Felicity, who stood on the very right beside her father, and right there I knew that those bright green eyes would haunt my dreams from today on.
Hello! So this chapter was written by me, Audrey! Although I haven't written any other POV, or maybe I have *insert evil laugh here*, I already love writing Elizabeth's point of view. Please comment if you liked the story, but if you didn't don't bother because mean comments=depressed authors. (Now Ava is telling me not to be mean either). Sorry if I offended you! Good-bye fellow walkernites! Mind if I call you that? No? Good.
~ Audrey