I don't pull the trigger even though I see them. They only have one gun though. Melee weapons are a different story though. Plenty of em. So I don't dare pull the trigger. I just look them over.

"Who are you and how many are here?" I asked

"We're just a few of the survivors and there's only the 5 of us" says a rough voice from over to my left. I turn to face the voice and out walks a big dude. About 6'7, 357lbs of pure muscle, and a well groomed head of hair.

"So you won't mind if I stay do you? I've been looking for other people along with food." I said

"You can stay but you blew up our barriers" says the man

"Sorry about that" I say as I scan the rest of the people and I see a face I recognize...

"Bex...?!, is that you!" I half shout/Whisper

"Y-yes. How do you know my name? Wait...are you..." She trails off

"Yes...its me blade" I say. I think it over, I've always been known as blade cause of the way I can handle a knife.

She runs up and hugs me. "I missed you so much. I thought you were dead. After you haven't shown up to school for a while...I thought it over and I told myself If I ever see you again I'll tell you how I felt about you. I would now but now's not the time..." She says

I look behind me and I see the explosions have, just as I thought, brought the undead. I holster my glock and bring up my M4 and start popping off heads.

It takes us an hour with the two guns we have to keep them at bay. We need to get more guns but where. I doubt the gun shop would have any guns and if it did it'd be heavily guarded. But it may be worth the risk...