Snippet #1980986

"Here why don’t you use my back pack?" Jet offered "Thanks" She said softly. She took the bag and put it on the floor by the doors. She hated being without Jet. He was her rock. She always felt safe around him. She lay her head down on the bag, looking up at Jet. "I'll keep watch tonight" He said. "Ya, ya we know" She laughed a bit. Jet was like the leader of the "group". Being the oldest, bravest and probably smartest out of all of them. But she felt like it was more of a family for her. They all cared for each other, whether they would admit it or not. She never had a family before, growing up in a foster home. Though no one here knew that. They all thought that her parents had been infected right away, and she let them think that. Growing up in the foster home, she had no where to go. She was alone and scared. Jane, being the second youngest, was probably one of the weakest ones. They kept Yina, Sorins younger sister, because who would leave an 6 year old all alone at a time like this? Jane and Yina had bonded, since they were often on the side lines, watching for any infected coming along. She had been laying with her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling, for about 10 minutes, thinking back to when she was at the foster home. Even though she had no parents, no friends and no true home, at least people weren't trying to kill her. "Jet... I can't sleep..." She said bringing her dead gaze towards him. He always knew what to do, well it seemed like it anyways. She crawled over to him and sat down next to him.