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Heidi went on, “When she set her sights on a senior at our school, she went straight for him–never mind that he already had a girlfriend–and demanded that the girl leave her boyfriend. When the girl refused, she had her mom get the girl expelled. The scandal nearly made the news, but her dad bought everyone’s silence in the end.”
Theresa listened quietly, confirming in her mind that she was dealing with a textbook spoiled princess.
“And that’s just the beginning,” Heidi continued. “Margaret’s infamous for her arrogance. Our dorm is for four people, but she demanded a room for herself. The school forbade outside food, yet her mom brought her meals every day. Everyone wore uniforms–except her. She skipped PE entirely and only showed up on thest day of military training.
“She lorded her privileges over everyone, barking orders and snapping at people. Nobody could stand her.
“Even after the apocalypse, she kept ying the princess, refusing to lift a finger. If Mr. Collier hadn’t kept reminding us we had to stick together to survive, no one would’ve stayed near her.”
A grin tugged at Heidi’s lips. “Miss, you really put her in her ce today!”
Theresa smirked, her gaze drifting to where others were now consoling Margaret.
“Let’s eat.”
“Alright!”
Heidi and Reece split the boxed lunches, one using the lid as a te, the other the
tray.
They dove in with their forks, starting with a piece of ribs–a delicacy they hadn’t tasted in years.
The first bite made their eyes widen,
The sulent texturé and rich, savory aroma of the ribs burst across their taste
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It had been so long since they’d tasted such decadence that their cheeks tingled with delight, saliva flooding their mouths in an almost primal reaction.
It was delicious–utterly, impossibly delicious.
Next came spoonfuls of sweet, sauce–soaked rice with chicken and mushrooms, each morsel of boneless meat soft and vorful.
They almost wept as they ate.
In the bleak years since the apocalypse, they had never dreamed of tasting food like this again.
Even at the very start of the apocalypse–when the cafeteria still served rice and a variety of dishes—they’d never tasted anything like this.
Back then, no one knew how to cook. Everyone was in a frenzy during the zombie outbreak, holed up with Barrett and surviving on nothing more than bread and
sausages.
Hot, freshly prepared meals had been unthinkable.
As time went on, it became utterly impossible. The vors of the old world faded into memory—until today.
Now, for the first time in what felt like forever, they were tasting them again.
Heidi and Reece tore into their food, shoveling in rice and vegetables while saving the most precious bites–the ribs and beef–forst, savoring them like treasure.
By the end, they’d licked their lunch boxes clean.
It was, without a doubt, the most satisfying meal they had eaten in years.
“Full?”
Heidi and <i>Reece </i>exchanged a nce. “Yeah.”
“Miss, we were wrong to smash your car earlier. We’ll help fix it tomorrow.”
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After tasting Theresa’s meal, their whole perspective shifted.
They realized Theresa hadn’t done them any harm.
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Theresa hade to the school to fight zombies–not to hurt them. And she’d even saved them once at the ssroom door.
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More than that, she’d shared with them rare, high–quality food- treasure in this apocalypse.
And yet, they’d destroyed her car.
With this realization, Theresa seemed to be a good person.
Heidi and Reece looked at her with awe, their eyes shining with newfound respect.
Theresa regarded the two naive youths, their clear, trusting eyes marking them as perfect candidates forbor in her group.
“Do you want toe with me?” she asked.
“To where?”
“To my camp outside,” Theresa said with a slight smile. “The world out there has changed a lot. I’ve joined forces with several camps to build arge alliance to fight the zombies.
“That food you just ate? It’s a daily thing in our alliance.”
Heidi and Reece’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Wait, what? <i>That </i><i>amazing </i><i>feast </i><i>we </i><i>just </i><i>had </i><i>is </i><i>just </i><i>everyday </i><i>food </i><i>for </i><i>her</i><i>? </i>
“I’ll give you time to think. Come with me, and you won’t have to worry about zombie attacks. I’ll find you work, and you’ll get food in exchange for yourbor.”
They were even more stunned.
No zombie threats? <i>What </i><i>kind </i><i>of </i><i>life </i><i>is </i><i>that</i>? <i>And </i><i>we </i><i>can </i><i>work </i><i>for </i><i>food</i><i>? </i><i>Isn’t </i><i>the </i><i>apocalypse </i>supposed to be <i>about </i><i>risking </i><i>everything </i><i>just </i><i>to </i><i>scavenge </i><i>a </i><i>meal</i>?
Just then, a voice called out from behind them.
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