A twelve year old girl sat on the bench outside her school. Her blue eyes behind glasses were trained on a book, and her dark blond hair was in a ponytail. While she was reading her lunch was next to her. Clarissa Waters, The twelve year old girl on the bench. "Hey Nerd." Someone called out and she looked up at them. Shiloh Brown was looking directly at her. "Can I help you?" She asked, brushing her hair behind her ear. "I want your lunch"
"Why?"
"Because I'm hungry smart one"
"Take it. I'm not hungry." Clarissa said, looking at her stomach. She was actually really hungry. By the time the bell rang she walked in, and grabbed her books. Her Social studies class was long and boring till the lockdown was announced. She huddled in the corner, footsteps filling the hallway along with moans, groans, and occasionally a scream.
She watched in horror as someone climbed through the door and bit her teacher. Clarissa Darted to her pocket, sheilding herself with a book, and stabbing people with a shard of glass, she should feel shock, but all she felt was happiness for putting down the people who tortured her for years.
"Claire?" A silent whisper came from the classroom she was passing. "Who are you?" She asked as a girl with red hair, grey eyes, and a kitchen knife came out of the room. "Selene Queen. Same art class?" She girl said, and extended her arm. A bloody bite on her arm. "Your...bit." was all Clarissa could say. "I'm not gonna turn, I promise."
Clarissa led her to the school infirmary. Cleaned her wound, then dressed it. "Claire? the Selene said, her slender figure shaking. "Yeah?"
"Kill me."