Resident Evil Steve's Story

Disclaimer- I do not own any of the characters in this fanfic save for the names of Steve's parents. All related characters and logos are property of Capcom

Chapter 1-The First day of School

BEEP! BEEP!

I reached over and pushed the snooze button on my alarm clock before turning over to go back to sleep. I didn't get that chance because at that very moment, my mother opened the door to my room and turned my light on. I groaned in resistance and I heard my mother chuckle.

"Get up Steve," my mother said between giggles, "You're going to be late for your first day of school."

With that, my mom left the room leaving me to get up on my own. I groaned and rubbed my eyes, adjusting them to the light. I sat up and stretched my arms up above my head. I got out of bed and yawned before walking to my closet to pick out some clothes to wear. I opened the door to my closet and grabbed a yellow t-shirt and a pair of camouflage pants. I put on some deodorant before walking to the bathroom. I brushed my red hair and put some gel in it before going downstairs for breakfast. On my way down the stairs, I glanced at the picture of my parents and me on the wall and smiled before walking into the kitchen.

As I walked into the kitchen, my dad looked up from the newspaper he was reading and smiled.

"Hey champ," dad exclaimed enthusiastically.

"Hey dad," I responded.

"Here's your lunch Steve," Mom exclaimed as she handed me a brown paper bag, "You had better get going."

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"Because school starts in twenty minutes," Mom replied smiling.

My eyes widened and I grabbed my lunch, backpack and slipped my feet into a pair of brown combat boots before running out of my house and down the street towards school.

I arrived at school just as the bell rang. I ran into my science class just as the teacher, Ms. Stephenson, began attendance.
"Well, Mr. Burnside," Ms. Stephenson exclaimed, "so nice of you to finally join us."

"Sorry," I apologised quickly before taking a seat at the back of the class.

I listened intently in science class until the phone at the front corner of the room began to ring. Ms. Stephenson answered the phone promptly and began talking quietly. After a few moments, Ms. Stephenson hung up the phone and turned to me.

"Steve, you have a phone call in the office," she exclaimed.

A quiet hush came over the room as I grabbed my backpack and left the room to go to the office.