AN: Hey! We're back again. And introducing a new character! You probably aren't even reading this, and good for you, because I just blab on about nothing in particular. Anyway, enjoy!

You are now Lucy Harrison. You're twelve and you're trapped in a bus. You'd wanted to escape from everything, to get to a harbour and get the hell out of here. You'd heard America wasn't dealing with this. You had a friend in Turkey, and one in Germany. Of course, you knew how to get to none of those places, and you weren't really a good driver. So yeah, you'd been going for ages and you can't remember exactly what happened but the bus is on its side and you're pressed up against the door of the little cubicle where the driver sits.

When you were driving the things you saw broke you. People getting eaten, people killing each other or even themselves. The screams still rang in your ears when you slept. You knew your twin was dead, and most of your other friends too. You'd seen your best friend Katie fighting the zombie version of them. You saw past the mask she wore as she stabbed, punched and kicked her way away from them. She was breaking. She was going to break and something really bad was going to happen. You'd just kept driving.

But now you worried. She was on her own. You knew how she could get. How she could come so close to breaking. You hoped to God she hadn't been killed, or worse, done it herself. Who're you kidding? She's obviously gone. You almost were too. You hadn't eaten or drunk in weeks, and the zombies couldn't get in, but you couldn't get out either. Being you really sucks. When you'd said that to yourself before, you were confused and depressed. This was different. This stuck to you like super glue. Everyone you loved is one cares about you. You have a knife. No! You were better than that. It'd be so easy. Just a couple of cuts and there'll be no more pain. Shut up, shut up, shut up!Come on, its not like anyone's left to miss you. You don't even have Dan and Phil now.Stop it! OK, just stop. You had to block that voice out.
For Dan and Phil.
For your parents.
For your twin.
And for Katie.
But these days, that voice seemed to be making more and more sense. Yet...yet the Katie in your mind says different. The little voice that symbolises your best friend said the same thing she would. Don't listen. Get out and fight and find me and everyone else. Live, Lucy. You can do it, I know you can. Rise above everything. I believe in you, and I need you now more than ever. Come on, girl, get out! I need you!
That voice was the only reason you had to live. Because if you meant as much to her that she does to you, then she would sure need you right now.

With that, you kicked the glass window until it broke and climbed out. Luckily, there were no zombies near your area, and if there were, it'd take them at least fifteen minutes to get there. And you had to be long gone before that. You pulled your knife out of your backpack. It was only a small one, and it sucked when you had to attack from long distance, but it was still useful. It was a pocket knife, given to you by your best friend. You knew she had one just the same. You just hoped she'd used it well. You slung your black backpack over your shoulder and ran for it. You didn't know where you were really going. It'd be basically impossible for you to find Katie. She could be anywhere in the whole of the UK. Think about it, where would I go first? Towards London, of course. Towards Dan and Phil. Sometimes you know you couldn't survive without that voice.

You'd been running for at least five hours in the direction of London and that was bad. That was real bad. You hadn't eaten in two weeks! Of course running would make you weaker. You leaned on your knees to catch your breath and you're feeling terribly dizzy. Suddenly you hear running footsteps, and you know survivors kill each other but you don't have enough strength to run any more. Then you hear a voice, the voice that spoke in your head and told you what to do in your head, and you're sure your heart skipped a beat. "Lucy? God, is that you?!" Your best friend's worried and surprised and confused voice is the last thing you hear before everything goes black.

Katie's POV
You heard a quiet squeak escape your lips, and you knew why you did that. You were staring out of the window absent-mindedly and you see a girl running. She stopped and stooped, leaning on her knees and breathing heavily. Then you saw her face. THAT'S YOUR BEST FRIEND!
You burst out of the doors and sprinted to the smaller girl as fast as your legs would carry you. "Lucy?God,is that you?!" You almost screamed because she passed out in your arms. You drag her into the diner. "GUYS! COME QUICK!" The guys ran into the room, Dan even slipping on the floor because he ran too fast. (Dan was really overprotective of you and everyone else in the group. It annoyed the others, you could tell.) "What happened? Are you hurt?"
"I-its my f-friend. I-I saw her across the street and I ran to her and she just...fainted."
"I thought you said your friends were-"
"She was!"
"She looks like she hasn't eaten in weeks."
"Gee, thanks, Captain Obvious." You didn't mean to be mean, if that classes as mean, you were just worried and confused and this couldn't be your best friend because you had to decapitate the walker version of your best friend with a pocket knife. But...Your pocket knife matched the one the unconscious girl had in a death grip. Phil helped you lay the girl on one of the weird couch-benches you get in diners.

It took a while for the girl to wake up. You'd been sitting beside her, because you needed to find out who this girl was. Her eyes fluttered open. "Hey, sleeping beauty."
"...K-Katie?"
"Yeah. Its me." Lucy sighed and sat up. You were pretty sure it was Lucy. "But how is it you?"
"I have a twin, you idiot. I saw you but...I don't know why I didn't stop for you. God, I'm sorry!" She threw her arms around your neck and you returned the embrace because you'd missed hugging her, hearing her voice, and even just seeing her on the street. "Don't be. I'd have never found these guys if you'd of picked me up." You point a finger to Phil and Dan, who were standing at the door of the kitchen with faces that said: 'that's the cutest thing I've ever seen.' You almost laughed as you felt your best friend gasp. You couldn't express your happiness right now. "They're alive?!"
"Yep." Suddenly , she pulled back and held you at arms length. She glared at your long-sleeved jacket ."Please tell me you didn't."
"I didn't."
"You know once you said that maybe I had a voice of you in my head that told me what to do?"
"Yeah."
"You were right. Though some of the things I did were far from bloody responsible." You grin.
"Of course they aren't! I'm me, remember?"
"Hey, you want something to eat?" Phil addressed your friend. She nodded and Phil disappeared into the kitchen.
"How did you find me, anyway?" You asked. It confused you. How could she have known where you were heading when you didn't yourself?
"I knew you'd head towards London. And Dan and Phil."
"But I didn't even know where I was going! I swear you can read minds."
"Yes, charlieissocoollike is right, women have mind-reading powers."
"I'd hardly call you a woman. Your bloody twelve and you act about five!"
"Like you can talk!" Phil reappeared with a tube of Pringles.
"DAN YOU DIDN'T TELL ME WE HAD THESE!"
"Is it really huge, having Pringles?"
"YES!"
"Stop being a drama-"
"Llama!" You and your best friend chorus at the same time. Dan grins at you.
"So, you're really obsessive fans huh?"
"Take a wild guess."
"WE HAVE PRINGLES WE HAVE TO SHARE THESE! I think I have a movie from before all this let me check." Phil disappeared again. And then PJ came in.
"Has Phil lost it?"
"He found the Pringles."
"Oh. So he's finding a movie?"
"Yeah. You better get Chris." A head popped out of a random door.
"You called?"
"Phil found the Pringles."
"I'm coming."
Hey, a movie marathon in the middle of a zombie Apocalypse with your best friend and favorite YouTubers, with Pringles, why not enjoy it?

AN: Next chapter we will watch Horror movies and scream a little and eat Pringles, so stick around! Don't worry, this is going to get a whole lot more dramatic soon! Review if, for some odd reason, you liked this. I'm sorry I know this is quite short but meh. Everyone who reviewed last time gets a cookie! *gives you guys cookies*