Chapter Two

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Oliver: Mitchell?

Mitchell: Hi.

Oliver: What?

Mitchell: I know we haven't been the closest for these past months and that's my fault. 

Oliver: Why now? So I can save you? Is that it?

Mitchell: Yeah, please. 

Oliver: Why should I?

Mitchell: Because I'm your cousin.

Oliver: Fine. Just get on.


Mitchell walks onto the coach and Oliver follows him. They both take a seat, whilst Kate sits at the driver's seat.


Oliver: We believe in you, you can do it.

Kate Thanks. 

George: You got this.

Kate: Just put your seat belts on. Were going. 


Kate hits the gas, she drives all the way to her home to grab a few things. Then she drives to Oliver's. He insists that the group stays here as it's safer, Oliver takes Kate into his home. 


Oliver: Hello?

Oliver: You here?

Oliver: I guess she's not.

Kate: Where would she be?

Oliver: I have no idea, just grab some knives or something. I have to grab something upstairs.


Oliver runs upstairs and changes his outfit, he picks up a bag and puts other clothes in and switches his red Pellet gun for a larger more stronger one, it shoots metal pellets. He walks back downstairs to where Kate is and fills his bag with canned food.


Kate: What's our plan here Oliver?

Oliver: We can't stay here. 

Kate: Where can we go?

Oliver: Atlanta, in the states.

Kate: Don't be stupid.

Oliver: We can, Ryan's been taking lessons. It's fresh there. 

Kate: You're just going to leave like that?

Oliver: Think of it this way.

Oliver: The world's ending, what better of time is it to go to America.

Kate: We could die.

Oliver: We could die here too. 

Oliver: I think it's the best way. 

Kate: I don't know.

Oliver: I can't do it without you, without them.

Kate: Fine, but I don't know how they'll react to it.


Oliver nods the two jog out of the house and back onto the bus.


Ryan: We're pretty lucky that we haven't been attacked by those things yet.

Abi: Don't jinx it. 

Math: Yeah.

Esme: She was my friend too Math, we kinda all lost someone we knew.

Ryan: I'm sorry, I keep making jokes.

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