I don't own anything.

Blaine's POV

Well I never imagined my life like this. I mean who does? When asked at school what you want to be when you grow up, no one says 'zombie.' But no matter what my plans were this is the life I have. I was a senior when it happened; I went to Dalton Academy, which was a private, all-boys boarding school located in Westerville, Ohio. I was popular, everyone knew me as the lead soloist of The Warblers, which was our schools show choir. We had four consecutive wins under our real leather belts, and were way onto our way of getting five consecutive wins.

Now I may have had what seemed the perfect life, but the reason I was boarding in the first place was because when I came out when I was 13 my parents Maria and Jack Anderson, were disgusted and as it was illegal to kick me out they sent me far away to Dalton. But I don't resent them for it, I mean in the beginning I hated them for sending me away for something I cant control but I learnt to see it as a blessing. As 2 months after they sent me away they died in a car accident, if I wasn't in Dalton I could of ended up anywhere, but, as the school board didn't want to be seen as the sort of people to kick out an orphan, they gave me a full scholarship.

Now don't get me wrong I do have family, an older brother, Cooper, but he is in Europe chasing his dreams of becoming an actor. Now I would never tell him this but he cannot act. And the only reason he is still in Europe is because of the 3.5 million he got in our parents will, I was surprised when I found out I got 2 million to be honest. I assume they didn't get round to changing their wills before they died, because then I'm sure I would have got nothing. Cooper was always loved more than me, the older son who was perfect in every way in their eyes.

I often wonder if I would have made it to LA to become a successful singer with a few cameo roles in some well-known films. But those dreams ended when me, and some other Warblers sneaked out to go to a party, 5 zombies jumped us with the intention I'm sure, to kill us but they were new so didn't know that unless you ate the brains their lunch would come back as zombies. Luckily I was only attacked, before they got side tracked with the others so I only had one bite in my left forearm. But one bite is all it takes.

So you've heard about my past and my dreams, so now for my present. Since that night the 'zombie apocalypse' as it is now known as has really took off, with 1/3 of Ohio affected. There is a wall separating us from the living, and everyone outside of Ohio refuses to come into contact with the living, so they also built a wall, in case the disease gets out. As it has been 3 years since this all started, and the un-dead don't need the supplies the living come through the wall to take some supplies back, which is good for us because even with all the guns they posses we manage to kill most that come onto our side of the wall. This happens every day so we walk, really slowly, from the massive shopping center where we live with the bonies, they don't cause us any trouble, but those guys eat anything with a pulse, I mean I'm not saying I don't but I at least feel conflicted about it, but that is where all us zombies are headed, when we give up we kind of shed our skin and become them, a great future huh. But any way we walk to the area they normally come through the wall and wait, for lunch to arrive.

Kurt's POV

'Hey kid, its your turn to go through the wall today, I tried my best to get you out of it, but even being the sort of Presidents son cant get you out of your turn.'

Finally. 'Don't worry dad, I'll be fine.'

'I'm allowed to worry…after what happened with your mum…' he put his head down and looked at the floor, so I pulled him in for a hug to comfort him.

'Its going to be okay dad, I promise you I'll get back to you alive. I'm a Hummel and no one pushes the Hummel's around right?'

'Yeah, I guess you're right but I cant loose you too.'

'Well as you said it's my time, so stop wallowing and come and see me off, I'll be back before you know it.' I've secretly been looking forward to today. I know that sounds crazy but I can't breathe here, my dad means well but I want to do something exciting. And due to the current situation this is the only way I can think of to do something with my life.

How many 19 year old people do you know in the modern world live at home with their parent, don't go to work, don't go out, and don't go to university? Not many, if any. I had dreams of going to New York, going to NYADA and become a famous Broadway star, and possibly get noticed in the fashion industry. But I can kiss those dreams goodbye. My future now consists of staying at home and occasionally getting to go on an all be it extremely dangerous adventure through the wall.

My mum went through when I was 17 and was killed, that is I suppose a reason why my dad refuses to let me live, even in this section of Ohio. Also my dad is the President of the living section of Ohio as he was in Congress when it all happened. We even live in a mansion that was painted white, to make it more believable.

But back to now, me and the five other people we are with are watching the preparation video that tells us what to do, and good luck. Not the greatest pep talk but I don't care either way. I'm going with my boyfriend Adam, who looks terrified, so I grab his hand and give it a reassuring squeeze, to which he looks at me and gives me a nervous smile. When we get to the concrete gate we are forced to let go of our hands in order to carry the guns, we are then sent through the gate and left to our own devices. Our mission (its not really a mission but it sounds more exciting) is to get some medical supplies from the hospital about a mile away. The walk is silent as everyone is too scared to say anything and once we get there we rush to get everything.

'What was that?' A girl whose name I'd forgotten asked.

'What was what?' Adam asked nervously.

'I-I thought I heard a noise.'

'Where?' But before she could answer the noise came again but much closer, it was groaning, and shuffling of feet coming down the hall to where we were.

'We need to get out of here now!' Mercedes, my best friend, shout whispered.

'Its too late for that.' I say back as the door opens and 5 zombies enter. Everyone starts to shoot at them Adam going for the one at the front whilst standing on one of the desks, but the zombie is undeterred and continues to walk towards him. Meanwhile Mercedes and me hide under the desks and try to stay out of sight.

We are the only ones alive it seems, 3 of the zombies groaned something out then left, taking scrapes from the people they ate, one of the zombies that wasn't leading the pack walked towards Mercedes so I did the only thing I could think of and shot it in the head, to my satisfaction it fell to the floor and didn't move.

But that only alerted the other zombie that stayed behind that people were still alive. He sat up from where he was eating Adam and gazed at me briefly, before shuffling over to me. Even though he was just eating my boyfriend and has some of my boyfriend stuck to his face I notice, that even though he is a zombie, he was gorgeous. The tone of his skin told me that living he had quite tanned skin, the tight black shirt he was wearing showed off his muscled chest and arms, he had a thick head of curly dark hair that fell across his face, and was wearing tight red pants that hugged him in all the right places, but that's not the first thing I noticed, it was his eyes that I noticed first. I could see that he didn't like killing people but that was just the way it was he looked regretful. He kneeled in front of me and looked at me for the longest minute in my life, then he reached up and I knew it was the end of my life…