(I am so sorry guys - just started school and am getting really busy)
Bec
Bec laughed, "Yeah, they don't seem to be very intelligent. Can't they tell that we are extremely dangerous?" Bec was growing more and more frustrated that she was in this stupid situation. She hated zombies, they were a pain in the bum more than anything, and although she had some really nice friends, she was wondering why she bothered fighting the zombies. What did she have to look forward to in the future except for killing more zombies and trying to survive on the little supplies that she could find? There were no jobs now, or schools, or guys, or anything, really, and she was reconsidering the point of everything.