Where the hell is Ross? He just said that he was going to see his friends for one last time before we move. That boy better not be doing anything with a girl. I told him that if he does something like that again I'll tell mom about what he told me in the car drive to school. I should probably call him.
Riker : *Calls Ross*
Ross : *picks up* Hello?
Riker : Where the hell are you? I've been covering for you for the last 3 hours. You better get here in 20 minutes.
Oh no not this again. Last time it wasn't me it was our old friend but he moved. Last time it didn't go so well cause David was in love with Brittney and I bet it's going to be even worse now sense he developed even more feelings for Brittney.
I was looking for Evan our friend and I remember that I haven't look on the third floor. I go up the stairs but I don't see no body so I take the elevator instead. When I get there I start to walk I don't see no one so I start to walk back to the elevator.
It's Tuesday that means we leave tomorrow. I remember when we first moved here I hated it here cause I used to love Colorado. I mean I still love it I just don't know how much I love Colorado. Wait where are we moving again. Shit I forgot. Eh what ever I'll just ask mom when I'm eating breakfast. I look at the clock and see that it's already 7:30am. What the fuck. It was 6:30am when I woke up. Jeez I spend to much time thinking.
I take a shower then change into Black jeans, a white T-Shirt then I put a yellow botten up shirt over it but I don't botten it...
Hey my name is Laura Marie Marano. My family are the richest people in the whole wide world. Well actually we are tied with another family I think it's the Lynch family. I'm not so sure. Any way I'm 17 years old. I was born on November 29, 1995. I'm only 5'2 ft tall. I know I'm short but I don't care. I have a best friend her name is Nicole Marie Spark. We have the same middle name isn't that cool. I think it is. Well you want to know how my family is the richest family I mean tied to being the richest family? I think you do. Well they are rich because they own the...
Laura POV: Drip, drop, drip, drop. All I could hear was the hard pouring rain against my umbrella. It was exactly 10:00 at the dot.
No. No. I've got to get inside (Killing hour). (Killing hour is exactly at 10:00 at the dot. Every Monday , Wens-day, and Sunday, lots of zombies go around killing people .)
Laura: *hears zombies* No! Somebody help please!
Zombie: *sprints torwards Laura*
Laura: *trips on heels and falls*
Group of zombies: *sprinting towards Laura and are getting very close*