[center][h1][color=26b4cf]AJ Beaufort[/color][/h1]
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[i]Location: Beach
Skills: N/A[/i][/center][hr][hr]
[color=26b4cf]"That's fine with me."[/color]

AJ moved to Bryan's side, where he and a few other kids had been waiting to play. Despite the dangers outside, a part of AJ honestly wanted to have fun right now. She had loved soccer, and she could only think of her friends and team back home. It had been some time since AJ had heard from them; at least before they had left for vacation. But that had been a month ago, back during a time when the dead weren't eating people. Were they okay? Had... whatever [i]this[/i] was reached their home in New Jersey?

She didn't know. There was no way she could know for certain. All AJ could do was remain hopeful that her fears, as much as they were real on this island, weren't elsewhere. Hopefully, she dearly wished, everyone was still alive back home.

Before their game could truly begin, though, one of the older kids in their group suggested heading off to some arcade beyond the walls. They swore that they had snuck inside the night before, and that there hadn't been any zombies nearby. Jason seemed to be willing to go, but AJ hadn't been so willing as he had been.

[color=26b4cf]"I..."[/color]

AJ paused.

[color=26b4cf]"I don't know."[/color] 

Though the others were likely to see her as a coward, she felt uncomfortable with the idea. It wasn't like sneaking out of your bedroom window to go hang with friends or a boyfriend. Even if the arcade was empty of zombies, who was to say they wouldn't come back? If they got caught, there was no way they were going to be able to fight off a pack of zombies.

[color=26b4cf]"I don't think we should. What if one of us got hurt?"[/color]