@S.E. Yay! Thank you for joining!  I hope you don't mind, but you aren't in this installment as I wrote it earlier, before you joined. Don't worry, you are in the next installment. 

@Shadow Dragon I am aware I have not included you so far. I had a plan for you, but it kind of fell apart . . . Anyway, I will try to include you in the Part Four.

BHR turned to everyone. "Before we go try to find Teresa, we need to choose someone to stay here on the helicopter. They're to keep it hovering and only let the ladder down to us or Teresa."

"What about if someone else, someone not a zombie, comes?" Danie asked.

"Don't let them up," Blonde Heroines Rule said. "It's the government's job to help them out, and besides, we can't have too many people on the helicopter; for all we know, we're just below the weight limit, even without Teresa."

Ruby nods. "Sounds reasonable." Danie bite her lip slightly, but nods as well.

"So who's the worst fighter?"

Indigo raised her hand. "I have no fighting experience at all," she said. BHR nodded. "Okay, you stay. If we don't get out after twenty four hours, save yourself and put the helicopter on autopilot and deriect it back to your house."

"If I die, tell my mom I'm sorry about not cleaning my room," Somebody told Indigo.

"If I die, tell my dad I'm sorry I didn't do all of his math worksheets," Danie told Indigo. Again, Indigo nodded. 

"We need to go," said Brookeira. Air nodded and they all started down the ladder, Indigo watching, wondering if she would ever see them again.

The town was strangely quiet, but sometimes Air thought she heard the shuffling of feet, and whispered so to Misti. Misti shuddered and walked closer to BHR. "Do you know where Teresa's house is?" Somebody asked BHR in a hushed tone. BHR shook her head. "It's somewhere around here," she replied, also quietly. There was a scruffing sound somewhere behind them. Ruby turned and thought  he saw something at the edge of his vision. "Guys . . . " 

"I know," BHR said tensely. 

They turned a corner and immeediately knew why the town was so quiet. All of the zombies were clustered in a mob around a two-story house. At the very top, on the roof, was Teresa. "We should have brought the helicopter," Danie remarked. One of the zombies turned towards them and started lurching at them. It bumped into the other zombies and soon about half the mob was after them. "RUN!" BHR shouted. "TO THE HELICOPTER!" They sprinted through the pretty, but empty and now rather eerie town, trying to remember the way. Several times they almost got cornered but only got away because of the slowness of the zombies. Finally they came to the helicopter. They all scrambled up, and Indigo pulled up the ladder just before some unwanted undeads climbed on as well. BHR steered the helicopter over to the roof of the building Teresa was on and lowered the ladder just as the doors of the first floor burst under the pressure of all the zombies. Teresa could hear them shuffling up the stairs as she climbed. She only had ten more rungs left when the zombies got to the second floor. Nine. Eight. Seven- her feet slipped and she dangled by one hand. Her fingers slipped as the zombies started up the stairs to the roof. She fell as they reached the top. As BHR manuvered the helicopter to catch her, Misti rolled up the rope later to prevent any zombies from climbing up. Ruby stuck out a hand and grabbed her arm, almost managing to haul her up. Brookeira helped him and soon one panting Teresa was safely inside the helicopter. BHR turned the helicopter arround to fly it back to CA when a helicopter exactly like it flew over. Grappling hooks were thrown between the helicopter before BHR could move it away and some men in black suits boarded the CBers helicopter. Staring at the suits, Indigo realized SS was embroidered on their suits. And the helicopter- exactly like theirs- BHR HAD STOLEN A HELICOPTER FROM THE SECRET SERVICE!

Shadow Dragon had begged her parents to let her go to the film feastival in New Zealand many times, and they had finally agreed. Now she was on a plane to go there, with only 20 hours of flight left. (She'd already been on there 11 hours.)

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Despite the situation BHR was taking a chance to watch how the Secret Service flew their helicopters. She had to admit, they were a lot better at it than her, but they did use some of the same tactics. At least, they flew at 240 miles an hour. Just like BHR. Except, they never made anyone throw up. How DID they do it?

Indigo was extremely bored. This flight was a lot longer than the previous flight, with no antics (the Secret Service made sure of that), no almost crashing into trees, no ice cream. She didn't even know where they were going- just that it took a while. They were on their third hour already. 

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(I'm saving your eyes from the horrendous sight of nine kids (or young adults, as some are older than others) and five Secret Service officers packed into one small helicopter for a twenty hour flight. No . . . not really, I'm just can't try to make a twenty hour long flight interesting. Even I have my limits.)

~~~ 17 hours and 20 minutes later ~~~

The helicopter started to slow down, then stopped on a helicopter landing pad positioned on the top of an off-white building hidden behind some trees. The Secret Service officers let the CBers stretch their sore legs, then ordered them downstairs to talk to the SS Head. 

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S.E. was wondering where her father went every day. They were always moving around because of her father's job. Her father often left for long periods of time. She thought he was hidng something. So that morning she hide in the trunk of his black limo (see what I'm talking about? Black limos . . . suspicious) as he drove to work. She heard him stop the car and then heard him punching in a code of some sort. A red lazor swept over the car, and a mechanical voice said, "Enterance denied. You have a passenger."

Mr. Evanson sighed. "Come out, S." S.E. clambered out of the trunk. "I'll show you my work- if you promise not to tell ANYONE. Not even those people online."

"Daaaad! I don't tell personal informati-"

"Shh, S. One of my colleagues is coming."

A man in a black suit wearing sunglasses walked over and saluted Mr. Evanson. "The kids have arrived."

"Kids? What are kids doing here?" Mr. Evanson asked.

"The kids who decided it in their best interest to steal one of our helicopters and fly into a zombie infested area?" The man replied, with some annoyance and some amusement.

"Ah. Those kids."

"Zombies?" asked S, but her dad didn't hear her.

"Well, let's go talk to them, shall we?"

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Blonde Heroines Rule looked around the room. There was a black sofa againest one wall and a swivel chair against the other wall, right behind a classy wood desk. There were a few packed folders on the desk and a slim silver laptop, but it was otherwise empty.  

Somebody sat on the armrest of the sofa. Danie plopped down next to Somebody and Misti squished herself between them. Teresa sat in the middle of the sofa. BHR sat down next to her. Ruby sat on the other armrest, Brookeira stood, and Air and Indigo sat on the floor with their backs against the couch because there was no room actually ON it for them.

S.E. and her father walked into the room.

"BHR?!? Ruby?! Vi-I mean, Misti?! Danie!? What are all of you doing here?"

"You know these people?" Mr. Evanson asked.

"Yes. They're on the CB! Don't worry, they're really nice people . . . just a little . . . errentic." 

"Hmm." Mr. Evanson turned to Blonde Heroines Rule. "So, why did you steal one of our helicopters?" 

"Well, sir," BHR said respectful, "Teresa here"(she indicated Teresa)"was about to get zombified and so I took matters into my own hands. I wanted a helicopter, and you happened to have left one nearby, hidden in some trees. So I grabbed it and went off to save Teresa."

"You understand that I can charge you with putting all of these kids" (he indicated Indigo, Danie, Somebody, Brookeira) "in danger with your foolish actions AND stealing a goverment helicopter?" 

"HEY!" said Brookeira. "You shouldn't judge people just because of their age! We're not invalids, you know!" 

"YEAH!" Danie, Somebody and Indigo said in unison.

"Jinx!" said Misti.

Indigo gave her the death glare but Misti shrugged and turned back to Mr. Evanson. 

"Well, I'll have to think on it. Meanwhile, how about all of you have something to eat and freshen up a bit from all the flying and zombie fighting."

Ruby noticed Mr. Evanson was smiling slightly and took that to be a good omen.

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Shadow Dragon had finally arrived. The film feastival was in only three days- and Shadow Dragon hadn't made her film yet, so she was looking everywhere for something film-feastival worthy. She had treked all over the mountains, looking for something that sparked her inspiration. Then, going down the mountain, she saw something that looked interesting. She saw an off-white building, hidden in some trees. With a black chopper on the roof. She sprinted down the mountain, her video camrea at the ready. Then she clambered in one of the windows.

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"Are you kidding? YOU'RE THE SECRET SERVICE AND THE BEST FOOD YOU'VE GOT IS COLD OATMEAL?" Ruby exclaimed.

"We're Secret Service Officers, not cooks," the Secret Service Officer said with a shrug.

"Yeah, well-" Misti started, but she interuptted herself, staring at Shadow Dragon, who was covered in shrubbery and had just clambered in the window. 

"Indigo! BHR! Teresa! Danie! What are you doing here?" Shadow Dragon asked.

"It's a loooong story," BHR said.

"Basically, we stole an SS helicopter, rescued Teresa from zombies. And the SS are mad about that."

"Indigo almost sleepwalked out the window," Brookeira remarked.

"Yup, and Indigo and I ate ice cream all the way there," Misti said.

"Three times! I can talk now!" Indigo proclaimed.

Danie pouted and held up one finger.

"Danie! Danie!"

"Thanks, Indigo!" Danie replied.

Somebody waved her hands around, so Indigo said, "Somebody, Somebody, Some-"

Just then an SS officer walked in. "Mr. Evanson is ready to talk to you." 

Air's ZA notes, entry 2.

Well, BHR stole the helicopter from the Secret Service. While the rule-following part of me is screaming her head off and wanting to run right back home, the adventurous, usually-dormant part, who's kind of in control, since it is, of course, the apocalypse, is screaming her head off and jumping up and down. That is *just* like BHR.

And so now we're sitting in S.E.'s dad's office, waiting for a verdict. Indigo's next to me on the floor. I still can't believe I'm sitting on the same couch (or next to the couch) with all these awesome CBers! But that might not last long, seeing as it's the apocalypse and all. 

Question: Who is the main character? I know BHR is, and maybe Ruby, but I'm not sure about everyone else...

@... I know it is not clear yet, but the main characters are Teresa, Air, Danie, BHR and Shadow Dragon. I may or may not sort of switch characters because it is hard to stick to ridgedly following the same person, and people joined after I made that plan. It depends. Also maybe S.E. I'm not quite sure. Sorry.

"So don't you want to buy some things to put in them?" Mr. Evanson asked. They all nodded.

Mr. Evanson lead them outside to the limo. He had them line up and opened the door.  

BHR was in line first. He handed her a wad of cash and she stepped in. Inside was a seat for a driver and lots of cushioned seats for the riders, in a semicircle around a table like thing with a fridge at the bottom and some books at the top. BHR sat down in one of the seats. Teresa sat next to BHR. Misti sat next to BHR on the other side. S.E. sat down on a seat near by. Danie sat down next to S.E. Brookeira sat on a seat across from BHR and Teresa and Misti. Air sat down with Danie and S.E. Ruby sat next to Misti, and Indigo sat next to Danie. Shadow Dragon sat next to Brookeira. Somebody tried to join the rest in the car, but Mr. Evanson stopped her. "You haven't signed the contract."

"No, I haven't," Somebody agreed. "I want to be able to engineer bioweapons and I want pay."

"I'm already giving spending money."

"What? Five dollars a month?"

"No . . . five HUNDRED dollars a month. As for the bioweapons, I honestly don't see how they would be useful against zombies, but you're a recourseful girl and will probably come up with something. Will you sign?"

Somebody nodded begrudgingly. Mr. Evanson produced a pen and the contract, which Somebody signed. Mr. Evanson handed Somebody a wad of money and let Somebody into the car. Mr. Evanson turned to Cayke. "You haven't signed yet, either. Here are the terms: room, board, food, spending money, clothing, but no days off. You must be ready to do what we require of you at all times. Sound reasonable?"

Cayke nodded and signed. Mr. Evanson handed her a wad of cash and let her in, then went in himself and started up the limo. 

Danie opened up the fridge and found that it held a few Mountain Dews, a jug of lemonade, a bowl of ice cream, some chocolate, cups, a bent spork, and a bowl of oatmeal. She handed a bottle of Mountain Dew to Brookeira and Somebody and poured lemonade for everyone else. She passed around the chocolate and gave the bowl of ice cream to Misti, who was allergic to ice and didn't like Mountain Dew. She grabbed a Mountain Dew for herself and sat down.

It was quiet as everyone ate. Teresa asked Danie, "How are you?" Danie replied, "Good."

"What's good?"

"A Cricket magazine."

"How much is a subscription, again?"

"$33.95, plus tax," Teresa replied.

"To bad, my money is all in hundred dollar bills."

"What's bad?"

"Not Cricket, that's for sure."

"How much is Cricket?" Danie asked. 

"$33.95, plus tax."

Ruby turned to BHR. "Do you think the America Top Gear or British Top Gear is better?"

"BRITISH, OF COURSE. The Americans have no idea what they're doing!"

"To bad, my money is all in one hundred dollar bills." 

"Sadly, that is true in more than just cars," Somebody remarked.

"What's bad?" 

"Not Cricket, that's for sure."

Shadow Dragon asked Cayke, "Do you actually like cooking?"

"How much is Cricket?" 

"Yeah, of course," Cayke replied.

"Have you ever baked a quiche?"

"Thirty-five dollars ninty-five cents, plus tax."

"No, I haven't found any good recipes."

"Too bad, my money is all in hundred dollar bills," Danie said, throwing away her empty Mountain Dew.

"We've arrived!" Mr. Evanson announced, opening the door. They all tramped out, leaving behind dirty dishes and empty cans. "As for furniture, tell them to deliever it to 3356 Natrica Avenue. We can pick it up from there." They all nodded and split up.

Teresa headed to Old Navy to buy some replacements for the clothes she had lost to the zombies. Somebody, Indigo, Misti, Air and almost everyone headed towards various furniture stores. BHR went looking for a washer and drier in a machine store. 

Shadow Dragon found a low desk she figured she could slide under her bed, then pull out when she wanted to do writing. Danie found a bunk bed she liked. She decided she would use the lower bunk as a writing space, with some bookshelves, a bunch of pillows she could lean on, and a clipboard. BHR found a very nice, small, washer and went to look for a coffeemaker. Teresa saw the cutest kitten in a store near by Old Navy and bought it. Heck to Mr. Evanson, he didn't say anything about not getting a cat.

Three hours later, they all met back up, carrying bags holding clothes, books, notebooks, in Teresa's case, tutus and pointe shoes, and in BHR's case, a coffeemaker. They all sat back down in the limo, shoving aside stacks of dirty dishes and empty Mountain Dew cans. 

S.E. looked through her bag. She had bought a laptop, a can of really nice green paint and a paint roller, some of her favorite books, a dark green spiral bound notebook, some mechanical pencils. She had also bought a slim bookcase, a dresser, and a bed, but those weren't in her bag.

"How are you?" Teresa asked Danie.

"Good."

"What's good?"

"Cricket Magazine."

BHR checked her bag to make sure she had everything. There it was, the coffeemaker, the navy blue sweatshirt she had found, the camo hat, the plank bookshelf you stick between the posts of a bed so it stuck, the jeans. She'd bought a dresser, a washer and a dryer, a round camo rug, a bed and a can of beige paint, but she was having those delievered to the address specified.

"How much is it?"

"Thirty five ninty five."

"Plus tax?"

"Plus tax."

"Too bad, I used up so much money I only have thirty-five ninty-five, none for tax."

"What's bad?"

"Not sure, but not Cricket."

Indigo started playing bluesy music on her purple MP3 player she had bought, sticking the purple earbuds into her purple ears.

They arrived and everyone got to work, painting, arranging, sorting, and dragging. Ruby painted his room crimson. BHR arranged her furniture. S.E. painted Danie's left leg green. Indigo painted her walls dark purple and spent most of her time painting on stars. Somebody tried out almost thirty arrangements of her gaming consoles before finding one she liked. Teresa added a barre to her room. Shadow Dragon painted a mural of various dragons fighting knights, hoarding gold, and flying. CaykeTheCook installed a stove to her room. Air put up a huge poster with Solarpunk written in curling gold letters above a futuristic-looking city. Brookeira polished all her medals and hung them up on one of the walls of her room. 

One by one, they finished. Danie finished first. She raced over to one of the couchs and started watching TV. Her good mood diminished as she watched a live news report of the zombie apocolypse. S.E., Ruby, Misti, Cayke, and Shadow Dragon finished after her, in quick succession. Indigo finished her room and showed it off to Air. Her room had a hamock, starry walls, books, and a desk. Air finished her room and showed it off to Indigo. Air's room had black walls with gray detailing that looked like gears, a bed that had seventeen positions, such as Chair, Bed and Longue, several bookcases and a desk with a slim silver laptop and several notebooks on it. Brookeira and Somebody finished next. BHR finished, and helped Teresa finish instead of watching TV. Teresa's room had light pink walls, a canopy bed with cream curtains, a barre with her clothes, on hangers, on it, and a poster with two pointe shoes and ballet written in pale gold letters. Teresa and BHR had just joined the CBers in watching TV when the TARDIS appeared.