The walls were pink yet couldn't be noticed through tons of posters. There were some areas were there weren't posters we bought. There were hooks for our most favorite jackets. The carpet was a creamy color. It went well with the pink walls but we hated pink. Matt glance at each poster. He grew more and more impressed at all the band and game posters. Dev snapped the shades closed. It was darker forcing us to use the lamp.
Dezzie wondered into my third of the room. It had my bed. It was the biggest one of the three sense the first day I came. I was the very first in the room. My side had a painting easel, a mini fridge and my baby. Her eyes met with my precious acoustic guitar. Her finger slide against the glossy wood. I snapped and rushed to my baby.
"I've told you before...don't touch my guitar,"I had smacked her hand away.
Her eyes narrowed and she walked away. She had attached herself to Dev's side yet again. It's a more pitiful sight then when I was closer to Matt. They moved over to Sam's side. It was the closest to the bathroom. Sam's side had our tv and a few game stations. We'd spend some weekends crammed in front of that TV and fry brain cells. Dev shooed off Dezzie as he slipped into the bathroom.
"Damn. Should have went in first. Now we gotta let it air out for hours,"Matt chuckled.
He plopped himself on Jackie's neatly pressed bed. His butt made wrinkles on the baby blue covers. He'd hear it. He'd hear it good. Jackie was fishing in the fridge and gain super hearing powers. It was as if she heard the cover crease. Her head twisted a whole 180 degrees. Matt had noticed her odd head movement. His eyes widened with fear.
"What are you doing?"Jackie asked with a demonic voice.
Matt slipped off the bed,"Just sitting on the floor."
"Gonna fix it,"her eyes fixed on the creases.
Matt didn't hesitate. He would please his second mistress. Me being number one. He stood on his knees and patted the covers. Sam giggled in her third of the room.
I liked the set up of our room. Each side had everything that defined us. Each side also had things we enjoyed on the side. Jackie had a nice sized bookshelf. It held a bunch of books. She had read through half of them during summer vacation last year.
"Why are you scared of her, Matt?"Dezzie questioned.
Matt laughed as he smoothed the covers,"I can't do anything to her but she can beat me in seconds."
"Better believe it,"Jackie murmured."Next time you mess my bed up I'll shave that pretty hair you have."
He stood up. His fingers ran through his hair and a spark hit."I need a hair cut anyway but Izzy…can you do it?"
"Why me?"I had started rummaging through a drawer to my nightstand for some entertainment.
He eyed Jackie,"I don't want to be bald."
"Fine. After Dev's-"I was interrupted by Dev walking out.
His curls were murdered. I hadn't heard the buzzing sound of the hair trimmer thingy. Matt and Dezzie had the same blank stare when he came out. Dev gestured for Matt to go in. He stood and waltzed into the bathroom. I wasn't to far behind.
I shut the door and flipped the switch to turn the fan on. Matt immediately uttered one sentence.
"The man we hit came back to life."
"What?"
Matt pulled out the trimmer and handed to me. He plopped himself on the toilet. Matt squashed the fuzzy toilet cover.
"He was hit pretty hard and his arm was crushed but he got up and growled at Dev. That's why he brought us back here. I guess he isn't sure if home is safe knowing mama is dying."
I took the clips that clamped to the trimmer. I pushed the size four one first. He stood in front of Matt and started murdering his lush hair. I cut the top till I thought it was perfect.
"You…seen…it?"my face grow glum.
Matt described the man,"He had a bite just like mommy. It was gray and on his shoulder. I ain't got my mama now but I still got pa. You think we can find him?"
I got around his head with a three clip,"We'll get him."
His eyes went down to the floor. I focused on cutting his hair.
"I owe you. I'll help care for Dezzie,"he smiled up at me.
I paused,"You guys were talking while we walked up the stairs to this floor. What did you say?"
"You know how he stayed in the car for a while?" He waited for me to nod."He heard the news reporter say their taking the president underground. Something bigs happening."
I finished up the job. I whipped away hair from his face and clothes. He looked different. He appeared to be a new person. It was odd but I ignored it.
I walked out the bathroom,"Sweep that up."
As I walked out there was an odd moment. Dev was taping the shades shut. Sam was now preoccupied by a new game. Portal 2. She held a controller firmly in her hands. Jackie fiddled with a book. Dezzie attempted to get a peek out the window. Dev would slide his hand down the shade cutting her sight of outside.
"What's the matter?"I asked.
Dev murmured,"We're sleeping here."
"Dev…"Jackie pulled herself away from her book,"…can you call my mom."
Sam shouted,"Me too!"
Dev's face grew blank. He looked to the shades then glanced back,"Where are your parents anyway?"
"Well…my mom said she was going grocery shopping,"Sam muttered.
Jackie glanced over her book. Her eyes seemed a little irritated for some reason."I don't know. That's why I need you to call them."
Dev blinked at the thought. His eyes had fixed on her. Jackie glanced down back at her book. A moment of silence broke from Matt singing. He sang a song we all knew.
"Just a small town girl-" he slide out the bathroom.
Dev smiled at his hair,"Damn boy!"
I will never understand boys and their way of complementing each other. A simple 'wow nice hair cut' was apparently too much. Matt ran his fingers through what little hair I left. He gave a soft laugh.
"You're welcome!" I yelled as I wattled to my bed.
He smiled,"Izzy you're a gem. I love it. My hairs wonderful. Papa will be happy when he sees it."
My eyes fell. I made my way to my bed and flung myself onto it. I starred at the white ceiling. It was a milky white. It disguised me. Such a plain color. Plain colors are gross. Why didn't we put posters up there? We could use a ladder and some-
A weight crushed me. My face was squashed by a back. A felt a butt on my stomach. I squealed for the claustrophobic feeling. Suddenly the weight rolled. It was Matt. Matt had lost his happy attitude in seconds. It was weird. He never suffered from bipolar.
"…What's the matter?" I asked.
The silence started again. We had changed once we had entered this room. We were more antisocial. It was odd because we were antisocial to other people...not people in our group.
Matt murmured,"I thought of something."
He scratched his head.
"What?"Dev butted in.
Matt glanced to him,"If we're sleeping here…how are we gonna sleep? There's only three beds…and there's six of us. Plus you and me are guys and their girls. Wouldn't it be creepy for a grown teen to sleep with younger people especially with a dude or ten year old little girl?"
Dezzie knew he meant her and she snapped,"I'm not a little girl!"
Matt's expression changed from Dezzie being a little kid. He laughed,"Until you're my age you're still little."
"Hey!l Jackie, Sam and I shouted in unison.
Matt was slightly older than us. He was born Christmas Day and was sixteen. He was a Christmas Angel(that was what his dad wanted to name him. Angel.) I was a joke. Born on April 1 I was cursed to be called a joke. I like being funny but not made fun of. Matt is only in our grade cause he started late. He's the joke.
"You guys are still babies,"he teased.
A sound boomed. It was a sound I was familiar with. We all knew that sound. It was the crackle of a gun. Jackie and Sam rolled off their beds. Dev tackled Dezzie to the floor and held her like a baby in his arms. He shielded her with his body. Matt pushed me off the bed. He slide down and held himself above me also protected me with his body. Matt tapped my face and mouthed 'breathe'. I was so scared I forgot to breathe? More bangs roared. The loud speaker outside warned any student left in the dorms to stay in their rooms. That there were two intruders.
The sound of door being forced in came from next door. There was a loud demand to open the bathroom door. The voice said he had heard sounds coming from within it. Dev pushed Dezzie under the bed while hushing her silently. He gestured for Sam and Jackie to hide under the beds. Jackie crawled to Sam' bed so she wouldn't be too scared. Matt slide me under. He shimmied under. Dev crawled to Jackie's bed. He managed to get himself under.
I remembered now that we forgot to lock the door. The sound of bullets being fired and screams of fear came from next door.
"Shit,"I mouthed with a quacking lip.
Matt mouthed,"We forgot to lock the door?"
We mouthed back and forth.
"Yeah. We're screwed."
"Shut up,"he ordered obviously scared himself."They aren't gonna find us."
What has humanity turned into in just mere hours? In just hours they were ransacking and killing. Humans are beautiful creatures. Gorgeous and elegant.
An OC is an original creation. This is what this bunch is. My own characters. Front worry they will meet up with the Walking Dead cluster.