Elyza Lex.
I panic I do what I always do when I see other people I pull out my weapon.
Five people get out of the truck.
Two guys and three girls.
The colored guy is looking at me like he wants to rip my throat out.
One of the teenage looking girls face is stained with tears and her dark brown hair is stuck to her face.
The other teenage looking girl has light brown hair and looks kinda lost.
The teenage looking boy is looking at his own gun that is sticking halfway in his pants.
"Listen we don't want any trouble."
The older blonde haired women says.
Jane is now standing right next to me shaking like a leaf.
I don't know what to say Im usually not up against this many people.