Free Chasing Colorado: (The Zombie Zovels #2) by D.K Lake

there with their bags packed, chatting to one another.
    “Mmmm, I kinda wish I was coming with you.” Tammy said.
    I followed her line of sight to see what had caught her attention, making her go all gooey-eyed, like she was drooling over a plate of sugared doughnuts.
    Drew.
    She was looking at Drew like he was a gazelle and she was the cheetah.
    “He sort of looks like Troye Sivan, don't you think?” she said, eyeing Drew as he leaned against the wall chatting to Evan.
    Drew was tall and had a skinny frame but with broad shoulders. His green hair was short at the sides and longer on top with a section at the front that hung down over his eyes. He had a silver lip ring on the left side of his lip and black tunnels in each of his ears, they weren't crazy big, but maybe big enough to stick a finger through.
    “Who?” I said, still looking at Drew.
    “You know, the guy that sang that song, Wild .”
    “I really don't.”
    “Yeah you do,” She started singing the lyrics and I twigged which song she was talking about, and I also remembered Pip loved that song.
    “Okay, stop, people are looking at us.”
    “Hmm... He kinda does look like him.” Lena said, popping up behind us out of nowhere.
    The unexpected arrival of Lena dropping into our conversation, caught us off guard and made us both jump and knock into each other. Maybe she hadn't heard Tammy talking about Drew like he was a piece of tender meat.
    Lena grinned. “Drew likes the ladies, though.” she said a little louder than necessary as she squeezed between us.
    Yep, she had overheard Tammy, and now Drew was looking in our direction having heard his name.
    Tammy and I looked everywhere else avoiding his stare. Awkward.
    “This place has ears everywhere.” I said, looking around the room. “I'm surprised Meghan didn't show up for a final farewell.”
    “Oh, don't even go there, she already did her farewell. She put on her best theatrical performance in the cafeteria earlier.”
    “Was it any good?”
    “There were a few fake tears which got her hugs from Josh.”
    “Oh, boy!” I said, trying not to laugh, watching as Stacey entered the room and marched straight up to Josh.
    “I'm coming with you.” Stacey said determined, standing up tall.
    Evan snorted a laugh.
    “You've changed your tune.” I said, crossing my arms. “I thought you thought this was a one-way ticket to the grave?”
    “I feel like this is partially my fault, so I want to help.”
    “Partially my ass.” Lane muttered.
    “Really? You're not scared I'm gonna dribble on you or something?” I said.
    Drew chuckled and walked past Stacey, knocking into her on his way out, soon followed by Dan.
    “No, no, and no! She tried to shoot Alex, she can't be trusted.” Lane argued, stepping forward.
    “I'm sorry! I was...I was scared. I didn't want her to bite me.” Stacey whimpered.
    She didn't want me to bite her. I was laughing like a hyena inside my warped brain.
    We all looked at her with bemused faces.
    “Yes, the whole turning into a zombie thing is instantaneous. I'm not a complete animal, Stacey.” I said, fighting back a snicker.
    “You're not coming with us.” Josh said.
    “What? Why not? I want to help.”
    “No, you can't help.” Josh said. “And we're not babysitting you.” he added.
    Her sad face drooped, even more, when Josh shot her down.
    “You're not a survivor, you're a casualty, you're one of these people that depend on other people to save you, even if you say different. You don't belong out there. The only way you have survived this long is because you have been safely hidden away behind these walls. Out there, there are no walls, you wouldn't last two minutes.” Evan said, stepping into the conversation.
    I looked at Stacey and her eyes landed on me. I just shrugged, I didn't know what she wanted me to say. I didn't want her coming with us either. I was still pissed at her for not acting her age and being responsible, yes Jasper was to blame as well,