I'm soooo sorry. It's just really really hard to update with school and everything. But anyways if anyone would like to send in some more characters… yknow… go for it…
"Are you sure you don't want me to-"
"Ask me one more time, and you will wake up in the ditch on the side of the road." I threaten Emmett as the sun starts to peak out above the horizon. The morning was cold, I was cold. It seemed like we had been driving forever. But it had only been a few hours. "Where are we going anyways?"
"I don't know…" He yawns, half asleep. Apparently asking to drive was just habit now. "Where do you want to go?"
"Hey pokey. I need your brains, wake up." I saw, jabbing him with my elbow.
"Eh..?" He yawns again. I sigh and start swerving all over the road. He yelps, "Ah! Hey watch it!" He says as he rights himself on the bike again.
"Watch yourself." I grumble irritably. I was never a morning person… especially when I wasn't the one just waking up.
"What was that?" He says in a sort of seductive voice, bringing his face closer to me. I shove it back with one hand.
"I need you to tell me where we're going now." I repeat myself. I wasn't dealing with his bullshit, not now.
"I'm not entirely sure…"
"What do you mean you aren't sure, we have to go somewhere!" I argue.
"No we don't…" He tries the sexy voice again, then apologizes.
"Go flirt with one of the other girls," I say, turning a blinker on so they know which way to turn, "I'm not in the mood."
"But I don't-"
"Fuck Emmet! Fuck!" I'm too tired to use my own sensor anymore.
"I really think you should let me drive." He says again, but this time awake. I groan, angry, but haven't decided to kick him off the bike… yet.
"I need to know where to go." I sigh.
"I think I might know someone… chances are they're still alive… If they haven't done anything stupid yet."
"Who?" I ask, hiding my hope.
"His name… is Kory."
Hours later, we arrived at a small little trailer in Jacksonville, Alabama. The dead silence made chills run up and down my spine.
"It's like a graveyard here…." I whisper to Emmett.
"Yeaup. This is the place." He walks up to the door. He pushes it opens and gestures for me to go first. I shake my head. Uh-uh. No way. You first. I thought. He rolls his eyes and walks in. And reluctantly, I follow.
"Emmett?" I could recognize the voice anywhere. "Is that you?"
Jock.
"Wow! Bro! I really-" I attack the jock. I hated them. HATED.
"Woah!" Emmett yells pulling me off him. I straighten and brush myself off.
"Sorry, I seem to have forgotten how to act around people." I say, then hit Kory over the head with the back of my axe.
"Je- Minneapolis!" He scolds me as Kory drops to the floor.
"What? Now he'll have to come with us." I shrug, dragging him by his feet out the door. Russia, Ginger and Bipolar are waiting outside. I shove Kory in the back seat next to Ginger, not feeling so bad for her if he wakes up… In fact, that should be pretty fun to watch…
"I saw a store down the street… seemed like it would have some edible food…" I trail off, looking at Emmet for his agreement. He answers with a shrug. "See you there." I smile to the girls and Kory, then get on my oh-so-precious bike and speed off… I still didn't like that trailer park.
We waited in the parking lot of the grocery store, chewing on beef jerky and waiting for Kory to wake up. We reasoned that if he didn't on his own in a matter of time, I would be the one doing the honors. But to my heartbreak, he woke up on his own minutes later.
"What… Who are you?" He grumbled. Maybe he's forgotten he's a jock along with who we are.
"We're-" I was about to tell him something great and wonderfully untrue when Emmett interrupts me.
"This is J-Minneapolis, Buffalo, Russia and uhm… I'm sorry I don't know-"
"Texas." Ginger says crossing her arms.
"But…"
"Texas." She says again.
"Oh- Okay. And you remember me right?" Emmett says slowly. Kory nods. I was truly curious… "We need to know where to go. I thought Russia was safe up until just a few days ago…"
"Antartica…" Kory says with a lot of sarcasm. "Nowhere in the United States… More likely South America or even France… Something like that. I'm sure Australia would be pretty safe, too."
"Where do you want to go?" Emmett asks turning to me. "It seems like these guys will follow you anywhere." Emmett nods to the three girls glancing between us and Kory.
"I don't know… I mean… what do you want to do?" I ask. As he's about to answer, Buffalo shouts,
"Yo! Let's just get out of here!"
"France it is then." I shrug, looking at Emmett for his approval. He shrugs and gestures to the motorcycle.
"Closest airport's a few miles west." Kory says. I give him a look. "That way." He points in the direction of the sun. I nod and start the bike. France…
Well I hope that makes up for all the time that's passed. Sorry/: So… See you soon! Maybe…
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