The Warm Plague Book Two Chapter one

          The Warm Plague   [Book Two]

                                      By Julia R.Y.

Prologue

                "He who casts the first stone into the sea of the dead shall fall siege to its waves"                                  ~J.R.Y


                The first days of spring were like any other year, the sun bringing the land back to life. The blossoming plants filling the air with their sweet scent. Everything was normal except for some odd reports of violent attacks on the news, but no one paid any mind to them. Then one day it all fell apart, kids were at school, people were at work. Nothing strange had been on the news that morning; the virus had spread fast and mostly undetected. Modern transportation spreading it all over the world before it has become too noticeable. Then suddenly the sick were everywhere; storming populated areas and sinking their teeth into the healthy. Spreading the virus, the change happened quickly and the police were overwhelmed. Some of the major cities tried to keep out the infected by cutting off their highways. However, the virus spread too fast. People turned before they could be taken care of. The government now hidden away in some bunker the country fell into martial law, but any soldier with a family quickly left to find them. The armies ranks diminished and the infected claimed the city. 
     Now the air was filled with rot and death drowning out the smells of the spring. Flames turned the sky black in some areas. The world was dying but some groups had survived, small towns kicking out anyone bitten as soon as they caught on to how it spread.  Bands of survivors walked the dead streets scouring stores and buildings for supplies. The infected roaming the land looking for new victims, and additions to their herds. The few scientists left were saying that these weren't like the zombies in movies, the victims of the virus were still alive. But whatever made them human was gone when they awoke from the sickness. The virus quickly closed blood vessels and didn't need most major organs to control the bodies. Soon the transmission of news from scientists died out and people were left on their own to decide what to do with loved ones who turned.
        When almost all of the novelties of the modern world had fallen it had only taken two weeks. No more television, or politics, or trucks bringing fresh supplies to super markets.  Those who were left have to fend for themselves and figure out what to do when faced with disease and hunger. Nature now was left to reclaim the world, animals spreading back into the cities. This story follows two different groups of survivors with different agenda's and who will have to deal with the new situations of this world, keeping safe from the infected, and trying to find their place in a world where the Warm Plague has claimed the world.

Introduction

    The Warm Plague starts two weeks into the apocalypse, the government has already fallen, mass hysteria and the infected have led to the death of millions. This is a zombie story but the infected aren't rotting corpses with no resemblance to the people they once were. They are still alive, still wearing the faces of fallen loved ones and friends. Fevered and crazed they turned searching for the healthy, but the survivor's enemy isn't just the infected. They must gather food and water and find a safe place to call home. This is a survival story bringing forth the challenges of a world where you have no idea what's down the next alley.
     This story follows a group of survivors; Jack, Daisy, and Bob who are in New York state. Follow as they venture through the dead woods and abandoned stores. This story isn't focused on the infected it's about the people living in the world where survivors are spread thin and the infected fill every mile in between. What will the survivors do when they feel the fevered breath of the infected roll across their skin?        

Bob. Picking Daisies

Chapter one part one

    I gazed upon the land ahead of me, its pastel brightness mixed with gore and destruction. A tragedy happened here, a force no innocence seemed to have escaped. I looked down at the patch of ground I was standing on; cracked concrete, new grass was peeking through. A sign to me, that in the end when this disease was done running its course, life would persist even if it has to force its way through the cracks. I put my backpack down and took my binoculars out, then  looked past the highway at the small town sign that sat in front of a dirt road.  I handed the binoculars to Jack and pointed at the sign.  

He lowered his hockey mask to put the binoculars to his eyes,  "Looks good to me I think it'd be safer if we got off the road tonight, the strays are everywhere."  Jack said.
I nodded. We had agreed to call the wondering zombies strays. Every now and then we would see a large group of the monsters trudging through an area, but the further out from cities you were, the more you saw just random wondering ones. 
"Alright it looks all clear, watch out for under the cars like always." Jack said handing me back the binoculars and putting his mask on, he picked up his sledge hammer from beside his back pack; slinging the bag over his shoulder.
             We walked through the dense congealment of cars, bodies were everywhere. Too far degraded and eaten to have been infected. Perhaps some of the infected were in cars but they were too stupid to get out. I thought of how lucky Jack and I were, we had survived the worst of this plague so far. The first week had been horrible; we had been at a camping gear store when it happened. Jack had been showing me some of their new stock. Then the manager had rolled down the security gate when people in the mall started eating each other. We sat there hearing the screams of people fall in front of the gate as the infected pounced on them. They pleaded to be let in, but we knew it was too late for them. It had happened so fast, nothing had been on the news that morning. We stayed at the camping store until the infected cleared out. The manager took as much as we could carry to his car and said we could have whatever else. He went to find his family and we parted ways. We had the best survival gear we could find in the store. There was nothing left for us in our town, so we headed for the road; to somewhere with more people that didn't want to eat us. 
            We jumped over the concrete barrier onto the other side of highway. 
"It feels like awhile since we've been in a town." Jack looked towards me as he talked. 
I nodded and gave an exasperated sigh.
"Nice, well I hope this town isn't as populated as the others we've passed through." Jack said, his boots crunching as we walked onto the dirt road leading past the sign to the small town.
The thin road was surrounded by thick evergreens, the air smelled of pine needles. I shrugged, I was doubtful that we would be lucky enough to find a sparsely populated town, even as we passed the rusted sign and I read the number for population. Five hundred is still a lot of people, especially if others had gotten the same idea as us.  And five hundred sick people would be too much to handle.  As I thought that, we passed a van that had slid into the ditch on the side of the road. Its windows were blood covered. There were honor roll stickers on the trunk of it. Jack and I sighed at the same time at the sight of it. This plague spared no one, especially children. 
              Just as we started to walk back down the road I heard a noise from the wreckage, I turned around to see a women rolling out of one of the open sliding doors. 

She looked like a soccer mom, pudgy and dressed in a t-shirt and slacks. She was covered in small bites, she looked up towards me. I elbowed Jack and he turned around as she started to stand up. 

   "Well crap." He stood his ground and she stammered towards us.  
She was close now, Jack stepped toward her swinging the sledge hammer into her gut; she fell back to the ground. He lifted and swung the sledge hammer into her skull in one solid motion, the bones in her face shattered on impact. Just as Jack pulled the hammer out of the muck that was now her face, the van's horn started to go off. I looked towards the car to see that a child was climbing over the seat; it’s hand was on the horn as it attempted to climb out of the van. I unhooked my machete from its sling, frowning at what I would have to do. As the child's hand slipped off the horn, it tumbled out of the car and onto the ground. Moans were now coming from the woods around us.
"Not good, we're gonna have to make a run for the town. You ready?" Jack said fastening his backpack on tightly. 
I nodded; we never had good luck when it came to populated places. People started to step out of the dense trees, their bodies were whole but their faces were crazed and wild, and their clothing, blood stained.
"Run!" Jack yelled as their eyes fixed on us and they howled with hunger.  

We ran down the dirt road, quickly making it to the town.
                  Still running I heard the sounds of the savages snarling screams behind us, I looked towards Jack his mask had slid onto his forehead in our haste, I could see him frowning. The numbers were too great behind us.  If we stumbled we would be caught by the teeth and hands of the savages, not a shred of us would be left. We ran down the street and down an alley, we slid past a dumpster.
"Hurry push it." Jack yelled putting his shoulder into the side of the dumpster.
It was wide enough to block the alley. I slammed my body into it, slowly it moved. I looked over the lid; the savages were closing in fast. 
"Come on, dammit." Jack gritted his teeth as the dumpster slid the last foot. 
It crunched into place just as the first body ran into the other side of the dumpster, it tried to push its way through but the dumpster was too heavy. 
"That won't hold for long. We need to go before there's more of them." Jack said starting to run out of the alley. 
More and more bodies were against the dumpster now, their feverish arms reaching for me. The dumpster creaked and I ran up to Jack as he kicked down the door of the town bar. He slammed it shut once I was inside. 
"Fucks sake I hope they didn't see us." He locked the door and turned around to look at me, his eyes widened.

Bob. Picking Daisies part two

     I turned around to see a women sitting on the bar, a bottle of Jack Daniels in her hand; she stared back at us. The women looked to be in her early twenties. She had long red hair and was dressed in blue jeans and a tight bright pink tank top. 
"Well hello there." Jack said taking his mask off his forehead and slicking back his hair. 
I rolled my eyes; the bar was trashed, chairs and tables against most of the windows. Broken glass littered the floor; it reeked of cigarettes and alcohol. The women seemed to be comfortable sitting up on the bar, she smiled at Jack. 
"Howdy, you guys seem to have caused a bit of a riot of the sick outside." She said smiling I could hear a slight Texas accent. 
"The sick? You mean fast ones out there?" Jack said turning back to look out the window. 
"Well they aren't slow like the other ones.....These are different." She slid off the bar counter and walked to us. 
I kept my eyes on her, she seemed off. Jack looked away from the window turning his eyes to her, she held out her hand. He looked puzzled.
"I believe before the world went to shit, it was normal for strangers to shake hands upon meeting, am I wrong?" She said, her hand still outreached to Jack. 
"Yeah, sorry I'm Jack." He said shaking her hand, then pointing to me.

"This is Bob, he isn't much for talking."

I nodded at her and she nodded back.  

"Nice to meet you all, my name is Daisy." She said curtsying. 
                "So have any idea why those….sick outside are so fast, we haven't run into ones like that before." Jack said.
I went up to the window he had been at and peeked out, the streets were littered with random people just looking about. I quickly closed the blinds and  took a few steps back. We had mainly run into slower ones in our travels.
"I think they were changed by that unknown transmission those scientists were trying to figure out." Daisy said frowning.
"Fantastic. It seems like half the town is out there." Jack said taking a seat at the one table still upright. 
I went and pulled up a seat next to him, still keeping an eye on the new girl.
"You’re telling me, I've been stuck in here for a while." Daisy said pulling up a chair and looking at us.
"So what do you want to do Daisy? Do you want to join our merry little group and get the hell out of here...or sit in here and get drunk?" Jack said raising his eye brows and leaning back in his chair looking at Daisy.

She ran her fingers through her long red hair and looked at us both.
"I want to get the hell outta here." She said giving a fierce grin. 
Jack gave me a smile, Daisy didn't see and I raised my eye brows at him. He must have some sort of thing for crazy chicks; I'd never seen him go after one that wasn't wild in some way. 
                      We geared up, making sure we had nothing loose on us. Jack gave Daisy a leather jacket he found in the back room, it fit her well. I looked out the window again, the sick or savages as I'll stick to calling them were still outside, prowling around like animals. They had thinned out a little; maybe there were ten in all. Some slower ones that were missing arms had joined them.
Jack came up behind me placing his hand on my shoulder, "So what do you think of her?" He said grinning.
I gave him a look that said you're nuts and good luck. 
He patted my back and said "Thanks, so the plan is me and you distract and kill as many as possible while Daisy runs and grabs a truck she saw in the back." He said looking out the window sizing up the crowd.
I nodded and took out my machete; he had his sledge hammer ready. Daisy came up behind Jack an axe in one of her hands, she had her backpack on.
"All ready guys, I'll bring the car around the front. Be ready!" She said giving Jack a flirtatious look. 
I nodded and Jack grinned again. 
"Sounds good to me, get ready." Jack moved to the door undoing its lock as Daisy ran to the back of the bar. 
"Ready?" Jack said, I nodded and Daisy yelled "Go for it."
           Jack pushed the door open, slamming his sledge hammer into the nearest savage. It’s head cracked and the being fell to the ground. I ran past him as two other savages turned around to look at us, I kicked the first to the ground bringing the machete down through the top of its head. I pulled out my blade as they dropped. I could hear Jack fighting behind me, the second in front of me started to run in my direction and I met it with my boot kicking it to the ground and curb stomping its head. Just as another tackled me to the ground. I rolled on top of it plunging the blade through its forehead. I got up pulling my blade with me and kicked a slow one down bringing the blade through the middle of its head; it cut clean through and the infected fell to the ground. I whirled around to see that Jack was handling himself with brute force expressing his rage in a ravenous art style, his mask pulled down as he fought off the oncoming savages. I heard a car engine start, just as another savage dived towards me arms outstretched. I whipped the blade through its neck, the head fell to the ground and blood flowed into the air. Jack had four around him, I ran up next to his side and kicked one down splitting its head open. We were back to back now; Jack brought his hammer down on another skull. The car rammed into the third savage and Daisy opened the door. I jumped into the back and Jack ran the hammer into the fourth infected. The savages were swarming around the bar now and Jack jumped into the front seat next to Daisy slamming the door shut. 
"Hit them!" He yelled to Daisy.

The car slammed into the infected and savages surrounding us, I heard their skulls crunch as we drove over them. 
We were out of the town a few minutes later. The sun set painting the sky a dark purple behind us.

Daisy. Don’t Axe So Perverted

Chapter one part two

    I twisted the nozzle on the bath tub, the water sputtered out slowly into the old tub. I turned around and sat on a stool next to the tub. Untying my boots I slide them off along with my socks. Standing again I pulled my tank top over my chest and off, then and pulled the elastic out of my hair letting it flow over my shoulders. The tips of my hair tickled my back as I moved. I unbuttoned my pants, sliding them down over my legs. I tossed the clothing in the corner and checked on the tub. Almost full now, the steam was rolling into the room. I looked at the mirror on the back of the bathroom door, it was covered in condensation from the steam I brushed my hand against it so I could see my reflection. Long red curls fell across my forehead and framed my cheeks, green eyes looked back at me. Matching black lace undergarments hugged tight to my curves. I sighed and looked away from the mirror. Being attractive didn't mean much in a world like today. I unbuttoned my bra and slipped off my panties throwing them in the corner with the other clothing. Being nude made me feel insecure, not having a piece of clothing between me and the teeth of the hungry. 
            I stuck a toe into the water, nice and hot. Turning off the running water I stepped into the water. Then lowered myself into its warm embrace, it soothed every muscle of my body. I grabbed a nearby loofah and rubbed it against my legs up to my waist. I slid under the water and ran it over my chest gently, then sat back up. My wet hair clung to my chest and face. I wiped the curls out of my eyes and laid back into the warm water. 
"So soothing." I said reaching one hand into my nearby bag and pulling out a candy bar, the wrapper read 'Sugary Joule Ion' a crunchy nugget favorite of mine but such a strange name. 
I ate it slowly, watching myself wiggle my feet under the water.  I took another bite and stared at the surroundings of the bathroom, crazy wall paper with flowers and dolphins, and one window above the bathtub.  I stared at the window for a few seconds, realizing it was open a crack. The soft light of the sun was coming through.
                  As I bit into the last chunk of the candy bar, I jumped in surprise as a hand slapped against the window making me splash in the water around my body. I stood quickly and looked at the window ,it was covered in condensation from the steam. Whatever was outside slapped against the window again and tried to slide it the rest of the way open, I slammed the window shut.
"Dam perverted zombies." I said annoyed. 
"Can't even enjoy a bath now a day’s." I stepped out of the shower and shook my hair trying to dry it; I put it back up into a ponytail. 
I slammed the bathroom door open startling the man on the nearby bed. 
"What the hell Daisy…Why are you naked?" He sat up on the edge of the bed. 
"Must kill zombie, it's a pervert." I said not paying attention to him gawking at me, I picking up an axe off the dresser.
"Don't you think you should oh I don't know, get dressed first?!" He said softly. 
I looked down at myself; water was slowly rolling down my chest and waist.
"Maybe...” I said defeated, then ran back to the bathroom putting my clothes on after a quick dry off.
Then back to the bedroom. 
"Jack get out of my way." I said looking at Jack as he stood in front of the door.
"Now come on Daisy I'm sure the zombie is a pervert but we are safe here." He said with his arms crossed over his chest.
              I looked at him firmly, he was average height and handsome with that friendly serial killer look. He had a mask he would wear while killing the infected which I thought made him look mysterious. 
"I think it's just one zombie come on Jack let me kill it." I said giving him a smile and batting my eye lashes. 
He sighed and opened the door. 
"Watch your ass and tell Bob you're going outside." He said walking ahead of me to the kitchen. 
I slung the axe over my shoulder victoriously and walked behind him. 
"Bob I'm going to go take care of some perverted zombie, what's for dinner?"
He looked towards Jack who said "Don't ask." and then he looked back towards me and raised his eyebrow and picking up a can of split peas.    

"Splendid." I said grimly opening the door to the patio. 
I crept over to the fence by the bathroom. Peeking over it I saw my peeking tom, a male zombie who looked to be in his twenties wearing an odd shirt with a donkey on it and no pants. 
"Figures...." I said rolling my eyes.
He was still staring at the window, he looked recently turned the bite mark was clear and not yet healed on his hip. I knelt down and walked around the fence.  Sneaking up on Mr. Pervert I prepared the axe. I paused for a few seconds making sure he wouldn't turn around, then stood and was about to swing. 
                 A grimy feeling hand grasped my butt and I gasped. 
'Another perverted zombie' I thought to myself clenching my teeth. 
I swung the axe out of instinct and clipped Mr. Pervert in the back; he spun around angrily and swung at me. I dodged to the left and Mr. Pervert ran into the zombie that had been behind me. The feeling of its gross touch still lingered on me. But it hadn't bitten me. The two zombie groaned as they tried to get up from there entangled embrace. I prepared the axe again and let it drop on the new zombie’s arm, the skin separated; blood erupted out of the wound then healed over as quickly as it had started.
"That's for touching me you creep." I stepped back and pulled the axe back up. 
The song every time we touch played in my head as I brought the axe down just as Mr. Pervert stood up from the other zombie. The axe slammed into the new zombie's neck severing it. I stomped my boot down on its skull and heard it crunch. Mr. Pervert regaining his stability and lunged towards me, I hit him in the forehead with the backside of the axe. It wasn’t enough to kill him but he still stammered back losing his balance. I slung the axe back up in the air and drove it down through the top of his head. It gave way and his brained leaked out, his body twitched and fell to the ground. 
               I sighed and brushed the back of my hand over my forehead wiping away the sweat.
"That's for disturbing my bath time you ass." I said kicking him in the groin.
I cleaned the blood and grim off the axe using his shirt, the donkey image would never look the same. Then walked back towards the house and opened the door. 
"Took care of your perverted zombie?" Jack said with a smirk as he ate some peas off a plastic plate. 
"Yup." I said sitting next to him and grabbing a plate from Bob.
Bob looked at us both and shook his head while spooning me some peas. 
"If you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all Bob." Jack said jokingly. 
Bob shrugged and gave us a look like we were crazy. Then he went back to cooking. The sun faded across the sky and we all went to sleep, with no perverted zombies watching us.

Jack. Spam

Chapter one part three

I woke up slowly and looked around the room, its unfamiliar furniture and wallpaper made me uneasy. Sitting up I looked at the bed that was on the other side of the room. Daisy lay there still sleeping, her covers strewn across her back and her red curls falling across her smooth pale face. I smiled as her lips twitched as if she was talking in her dreams. Easing out of the bed I picked up my pants from the dresser and slid them on, I peeked at the mirror. My short black hair was starting to grow out, I traced my fingers through it. Sighing as I sniffed the air, the smell of cooked meat was rolling through the door. I walked out of the room closing it behind me softly after taking another peek at Daisy. Walking down the stairs I went to the kitchen, Bob was standing there. He was a morning person and had insisted on staying on the couch downstairs so not to wake us, only in fewer words or lack thereof.
"What's for breakfast?" I said pulling a stool up to the counter. 
Bob held up a can of opened spam ham, and gave a smile obviously thinking something funny to himself. 
"My favorite how did you know?" I said sarcastically watching the slices of spam sizzle on the stove. 
Upon inspection of the house the day before we had learned the gas for the stove and heat was still a full tank. Bob had always loved cooking, back when we were teamed up in home economics in high school; he had always excelled in whatever lesson we were given.

           Bob flipped the spam on the pan and I felt my stomach growl.
"That going to be ready anytime soon?" I said looking at the pan of food. 
Bob sighed and took the pan off the stove using a spatula to put a few slices on my plate.
"Thanks." I cut the meat apart and ate a few pieces.
"Tasty." I said somberly, the meat felt both slick and gritty on my tongue. 
The stairs creaked behind me and I turned around to see Daisy walking down them slowly. She was wearing thigh high rainbow stockings, small black shorts, and black tank top hugged tight to her chest. I chewed my food slower as she yawned on the stairs stretching her arms out causing her red hair to trail down her chest. The spam caught in my throat and I coughed as I punched my chest. Daisy came and sat next to me.
"You alright Jack?" She said pulling a paper plate toward her as Bob put some spam on it.
I coughed again before saying "I'm fine, how did you sleep?" The spam still caught in my throat I reached for a pitcher of water and poured myself some, then poured her a glass. 
Bob rolled his eyes at me and went back to putting the rest of the spam on a plate. 
"It was nice to sleep in a real bed, did you know you snore?" She said eating the spam and making a funny face, but continuing to eat.
"Oh um no I didn't I'm sorry." I said blushing. 
"It's alright its quite soothing really. Thanks again for letting me stay in the room with you." She said finishing her spam and chugging the water down. 
"No problem I understand, anything to make you feel safer." I said smiling.
I didn't mind at all that she stayed in the room with me.
"What's on the agenda today?" She said looking at me.
               We had moved to a new house since the one with the perverted zombie. The new house was a beautiful large hunting lodge of a home, the front of the house was ground level but the rest of it went off a slope with stilts holding it up. It had no basement so most of the windows were safe from reaching hands; it had a three level porch. None of the porches were less than 15 feet from the ground, so most of the house was secure from the infected; it was just the front that could be swarmed. 
"We need to block off the front windows. Maybe build some fences around under the porches." I said thinking about the perimeter even if the infected couldn't reach the house it would be good to keep them from piling up under it. 
"Sounds good." Daisy said eating another slice of spam. 
"Bobs going to take inventory of the supplies in the house, we got a lot of basic toiletries from the last house but we need to make sure we get a stock pile going." I said looking at the dining room table which was covered in supplies that we boxed up.
Bob nodded lifting a large book he used to keep track of everything.
"Alrighty I'll get dressed, meet you out front?" She said getting up and heading to the stairs. 
"Ok I'll meet you out there." I said standing and moving to the coat rack.
Daisy glanced back at me before going upstairs and flashed me a smile, I returned the smile as she went up to get changed.
             I pulled on a long jacket over my black tee and put a tool sling around my waist, I looked at Bob who was cleaning up our plates while munching on the spam. 
"Have you seen anything from the houses down the hill?" I asked walking to the front door. 
Bob walked around the counter to the seat windows facing the bottom of the hill, he shook his head. 
"Alright I'll check the nearest house out. I have a feeling we can find supplies there for the barricade." I said opening the front door, then stepping out into the fresh air.
I was reminded of how peaceful the world could be, turning I heard some nearby bushes shake. My muscles tightened and I took the wrench out of the sling and walked toward the bushes, slowly a fawn walked out of them. Seeing me it scurried back into the woods, I let out a sigh of relief and disappointment as the front door swung open. Looking back I saw Daisy once again stretching this time in grey leather pants and white tank top;  a long sleeve green mesh shirt on under it and working gloves. 

Grinning I said "Where did you find that outfit?" Daisy blushed and looked down at her clothes.
"You don't like?" She said frowning, and thumbing her mesh sleeve.

 Looking her up and down I said "Now I never said that, it fits you." I smiled as she brightened up. 
"In one of the bedrooms is a closet of very wicked clothing luckily most of it’s my size." She smiled at me and adjusted her clothing. 

 She stuck her tongue out noticing that I was watching,  then put her hair in a bun.
"So what's the plan?" She said walking over by me and looked at the front windows. 
There were seven windows in all that were ground level, five leading to the kitchen and two to a small TV room. They were newer type windows thick and well framed. I thought out how we could block them from being smashed and how to stop the infected from piling up against the front door.
        "I'm thinking we need to move something large in front of the windows but first grate them off." I said while looking down the hill. 

 "So you want to use the cars at the other house on the hill?" Daisy said following my line of vision.
"Yea then we can take whatever gas is left in them. It will stop the infected from getting right against the windows without them being able to reach the roof, but we still need something to cover them. We can get black out covers for them later." I said realizing I was still holding the wrench and putting it back into the sling.

 "Sounds good but we didn't check out the house and I don't happen to have hot wiring skills." She said frowning. 

 "Yea I will have to go inside and hope the keys are still there and aren't being carried around in the pocket of some walking sick." I said thinking of where I might find the keys.

 "You look around in the shed by the side of the house for some sort of metal or plastic sheets to cover the windows with, it's been checked already for infected. I'll go to the house." I said pointing to a small shed.
"Good I don't need some perverted zombie stumbling out on top me for a bite." She said making a silly but still amazing cute face. 

 "One lucky zombie if you ask me." I said laughing a little; she elbowed me in the side. 
"You wish." She said as she walked away from me to the shed. 
"You have no idea." I said under my breath watching her walk away, she turned around and stuck her tongue out at me and winked.

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