Chapter 1: Just another day...

It felt like it was just another day. Wake up, get dressed, got to school, eat and sleep. At least, most of it was. It started off as average as average could get. I woke up to my alarm at 5:30 in the morning, went downstairs and turned on the TV. I set it to the local news and went about my usual morning rituals of bathing and making breakfast.

I set my plate down on the coffee table in front of me and started to watch the news, half staring at my phone, checking for Facebook updates. I bit into my bagel and groaned as cream cheese fell out the other side onto the carpet. I just sighed and went to get a paper towel as the news finally came on after a mix of local and Cablevision commercials ceased.

I missed the first few seconds of the report but it didn't take much thinking to figure out that they were reporting on another murder out East. "Police found the body only a few hours ago along Montauk Highway." Said a female anchor about 40 years old, "The autopsy report concludes that the man appeared to be severely beaten before being shot in the head. Fortunately the police found a wallet on him and were able to identify the man but are unwilling to share the identity." Almost immediately another female anchor started to talk about the weather and the camera switched to a man in his mid-thirties who elaborated on the weather for the next week.

Suddenly there came the sound of a door opening coming from upstairs. The sound of footsteps continued down the creaky stairs until a figure appeared in the hallway.

"Good morning mom!" I said cheerily.

"Good morning honey." She said, yawning. "Anything you forgot, anything for me to sign?" she said, bringing up the countless times I forgot some paper or homework for school. Usually, it involved her signing it.

"No, not today. Finished it all in school." I said nonchalantly.

"Okay then, Seany-Bear." She said with a smile and walked into the kitchen and started to make coffee. I glanced at the clock and took note that it was 6:15, giving me 5 minutes to get ready for the bus. I put on my black zip-up hoodie, my absolute favorite article of clothing, slipped on my old sneakers and slung my backpack around my back and set off for the door, double checking if my phone was on vibrate as I reached for my headphones.

"Love you mom!" I half shouted to her as I left for the bus stop.

"Love you too Seany!" She said as she walked into the living room and gave me a hug.

I put my ear buds in my ears and called my dad as I usually do in the morning. He greeted me with a cheery hello and we proceeded to talk about how bad the weather was. It was humid, rainy, and snow still was on the ground from the apocalyptic snow storms we had over a month and a half ago. The conversation eventually drifted to the corpse they found out East.

"Yeah, a bullet in his head, really decomposed, some nasty stuff" I said, recalling the news report. "Weren't there others similar to it over the last few weeks? Since the last snow storm?"

"Yeah, that sounds about right." He said. A nagging feeling in the back of my head made me consider asking where they were but the urge to finish the conversation and continue to the bus stop was a bit more pressing.

"Anyways, I'll see you on Friday." I said, hoping to wind down the conversation, "Love you!"

"Miss you buddy, bye!" He said before I heard the beeping of a dead line on the other end. I turned my phone to my face and picked out one of my playlists to listen to on the way to school. Time seemed to become irrelevant until the bus came, lost in my own thoughts of life, the world, and how I'll spend the afternoon. I stepped on the bus noticing the lack of people. Literally, only me and two other people on the bus.

I asked the bus driver, Maureen, about the situation and she just shrugged and said she didn't know. I actually just noticed that one of my longest friends, Angie, wasn't there. 'Geez, even Angie isn't here! What the Hell's going on?' I thought to myself. The bus pulled away and then I saw a person step out of her house. It seemed about her height and width but she rarely missed the bus and when she did she didn't bother to go outside.

We continued until the next stop about a quarter of a mile down the road but nobody was there. Then we went to the next few stops and a few people were actually there and got on the bus. The bus continued until we made it to what I always thought was the town center and there were no cars or people around. "Jesus Christ... Where is everyone?" I said quietly to myself.

The bus continued to school and when the bus pulled into the parking lot and my day continued as usual but with a distinct lack of people. I made it to Geometry and I put my head down as soon as the bell rang. My teacher continued as usual, kids heckling her as she tried to teach us about making proofs with triangles and whatnot.

Second period came and I went to my Media class. On a good day, there were only a handful of us there but today, even the teacher wasn't there. It was me and a substitute teacher. The 39 minutes passed awkwardly and uneventfully with me browsing the news websites that appeared in the browser window. "4 DEAD FOUND ON LONG ISLAND BEACH" "MISSING PEOPLE REPORTS SKYROCKET" These and many other headlines similar to it popped out to me.

Third period rolled around and I headed across the school to Biology. I sat down in my seat just after the bell rang and my Bio teacher, Mr. Kelly, told the few of us there, about seven to ten, to copy down the two vocabulary words and copy the notes on the SmartBoard. The first ten minutes of class passed uneventfully until one of the girls got up and looked out of one of the large windows along the right side of the class and screamed.

Needless to say, everyone turned to her and most of us went to the window. What we saw changed everything. A mob of at least fifty people, all wearing ragged clothing covered in what HAD to be blood were approaching the school en masse from the street. From all of the movies I've seen, books I've read, and everything I've seen online, I could obviously tell what they were and then every single piece of the puzzle came together. I'm in the middle of the fucking zombie apocalypse!

A/N: So that's my first chapter of my first fanfic. Read, review and subscribe. I'll be updating kind of irregularly though. It is my FIRST fanfic after all. And point out any mistakes, just in case I missed a few!

EDIT: Made a few changes to neaten things up.