Alright, welcome to my 'The Walking Dead' fan-fiction. I started the series about a week ago, and I'm already on the latest episode. Anyways, I want to improve my writing skills, but since I'm so advanced in my writing class I can't improve in school. Alright, so this story will have an OC in it, so if you don't like them this isn't for you. It's also rated M since the show is violent, and I may do some DarrylxOC and stuff like that. *Perverted Face* I'll try to make myself write at least a chapter a day. (I might not posts on Mondays though, since I have drama club after school) So…Enjoy! :]
Chapter One –
The hallway smelled of rotting flesh.
Rick, Darryl, and Glenn had been scavenging through Bunn High School for a little less than an hour. In the cafeteria they had found a week's worth of food, and three teenage walkers. The school had been their last priority, because they all knew that they would have to kill children.
The threesome turned a corner into a hallway that had once been white. Every door was closed, and they knew better than to go in. But, at the middle of the hallway a single door was open. Cautiously, Glenn poked his head in, but the dark obscured his view. He motioned for the others to follow, and stepped inside.
The moment he placed his foot through the doorway, there was a loud crash of metal against metal, and the lights flickered on. Like a deer in headlights, Glenn froze and examined the classroom.
At his feet were cans tied to a fishing line that was attached to the light switch. One-piece desks surrounded the door in a semicircle. Whoever did it was definitely smart; nothing, alive or not, could get in the room without making an extreme racket.
Just as Rick and Darryl entered the room with Glenn, they came face-to-face with the unsafe part of a gun.