Author's Note: … I don't own High School of the Dead. I only own the characters and most other part of this story but I don't own the original story of it. I just made up the character's names, their information and the Organization's name. If ever your surname is the same of any existing characters (especially villains), please don't be offended. I don't have any wicked intentions. Thanks for understanding. If you want to comment, please feel free to comment. I hope you'll like this story.

Chapter 1: The Day before Z-Day 1

"H-Help! Somebody! They are - Aaaaa! D-Don't come near me! Aaaaa!" A woman's voice can be heard a few meters away. Followed by another man and another.

Different voices can be heard everywhere. Children, Adults and Senior Citizens' screams can be heard a few meters away. A lot of panicked people and were trying running for their safety…but I guess it's too late. From afar, I can see the city. It is filled with cars, smokes, hummers, humans…and especially the "Dead".

Under the light of the moon where we can see hundreds…no, thousands of paled, blooded and dotted eyes humans…no, eating-flesh creatures everywhere eating another living creatures. I can see a mother carrying her baby tripped on the middle of the road while an eating-flesh creature grabbed her and took a sharp bite on her neck. I can see splattering bloods and ripped fleshes. We can do nothing asides from observing the situation. We're just powerless enough to help people who were being attacked.

Millions of people already died, or shall I say they are already back from the dead, eating another human flesh. Half of the day isn't yet over yet I can already see myself running together with my companions in order to survive and escape this dreadful world. I can still see the beautiful city a moment ago, but in a single blink it turned into a bloody one.

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"Chirp! Chirp!" A familiar chirping sound which is always the reason why I always woke up in my dreams. I grabbed my alarm clock and I was surprised to know that it's already 7:30. 30 minutes before 8:00. I immediately jump off my bed and I went down to change into my uniform. I just took a piece of bread and then leave the apartment as soon as I locked my room. I immediately run to my school, thinking that I might be late again.

I'm William Neilston. I'm 17 years old. I'm half Filipino and Australian. I was born in Laguna, Philippines but I was raised in Australia. I know how to speak Tagalog slightly but my main language is English since I was raised here in Australia. My height is 179 cm and my weight is 56 kg. I have a scar on my eyes and I have lots of bruises in my body. I was under my uncle's (care?) or shall I say abuse since I was still 10 years old. I don't remember any memories when I was still a kid because…

I had amnesia

I know nothing about my relatives and other people who were close to me before. I tried to ask my uncle why I don't have any memories of my past but whenever I tried to, I'll always gain bruises due to his violent acts. I know nothing about my past not until I heard rumors that I was one of the victims of a car accident when I was still 9 years and 8 months old.

My injuries were severe that I needed to have a long operation with 5 doctors operating me. After that, I was in a coma for 6 months. I've heard that my parents were already dead due to that same accident. I somehow believe the rumor and at the same time not.

I've got a feeling that I've encountered a worse situation than a car accident. I asked for more info about my past but my uncle said nothing, instead he would just torture me to death. No matter how much I persuade him to tell me; in the end I would only receive a hard slap or even a punch on my face, which made lots of bruises on it. I just gave up for which I knew that my uncle would not give me any slightest clue. I am already used to this kind of life.

"Hurt and Suffer" are the only things I could get whenever I'm around with him.

I was able to enroll myself in a private school distant from my uncle's place when I was 12 years old. That's why I've stayed in an apartment for about 5 years already. It was not so bad. The apartment is spacious. Aside from bed, couch and any other normal stuff, it also has a flat screen TV, a washing machine, gas range, DVD player, computer and air conditioner. It's better in here compared to my uncle's place where he would always goes home drunk, if he's not satisfied of being drunk alone, he would always goes home with a chick. He would always scold me for no reason and he sometimes pointed a gun on me. I immediately moved away from him so that I could live longer.

I studied in a private school in Australia. The tuition fee is not that bad. I have average grade with average looks. I'm not good at taking the initiative when it comes to communicating. I am not that good when it comes to sports nor do I care. In short, I'm just a normal student with no special interests nor do I have any special talents at all.

I have black hair with cold red eyes. I have tan colored skin. I have a nice manly body since I don't eat much and I take some quick exercises every day. Hmm, I think that's all I can share about myself for now.

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The school has 7 buildings. Building 1-5 has 13 floors while building 6-7 has 10 floors. As I was in the front gate, I was greeted by my two best friends. They were my previous classmates, but unfortunately this school year we're separated because we have different sections. Francis Hussein, a Canadian/American boy. He's tall 183 cm and 58 kg. He has a pale-tan skin, scarlet colored hair and a pair of brownish eyes.

The other one is George Lawrence, an Australian boy. He's 186 cm tall and 57 kg. He has peach colored skin, brownish hair and a pair of jade eyes. They are both quite popular because of their greatness for both academic and non-academic. It's a little bit awkward for someone like me to be with them but I'm glad that they accepted a commoner like me. Our classrooms are on the 4th building but in different floors. Mine is on the 9th floor. Francis is on the 5th floor and George is on the 4th floor. They are the only person I can trust and rely on since I left my uncle's place and lived in an apartment…Although they are quite annoying most of the time. -.-"

"You look awful. I doubt that you took a bath again." Francis said jokingly while covering his nose.

"*laugh* I bet he didn't. He always forgets to set his alarm clock everyday anyway. He's always forgetful. Well, that's the William we knew." George laugh in a teasingly way.

"Sorry about that!" I said disappointedly while looking away from them. I'm kind of a high-tempered type of a person for I would easily be angry on trivial things. Seeing me a little bit angry, George put around his arms around my neck while cheering me up.

"Geez, until now you still haven't gained any sense of humor. Don't take things seriously dude." George said while still laughing. Looking at his watch, Francis reminded us that it's almost time for the first period in the morning.

"Oy!3x, let's move quickly; maybe the student council will reprimand us…again. (-.-)" Francis said with a depressing tone.

All of us laugh upon heading inside the campus. We were able to arrive at our respective classrooms before the bell rang.

First period starts normally, followed by another until the bell rang for the next period, lunch time. I and my two best friends went to the rooftop to eat our lunch together.

As usual, we chat about things that only us can understand. We make fun with each other and we do things for entertainment. It was a normal day yet it's one of the most enjoyable days that I had. Being with my best friends satisfies me already. It at least washes away my suffering moments when I was in my uncle's place. Francis, a person who is a half serious and half foolish person, faced to me while suggesting something common.

"Hey, how about we go for a walk downstairs after we eat. It's still 30 minutes before the first period anyway." Francis suggested before he took a spoon full of rice. Without thinking any further, George nodded in agreement.

"Sounds good." We chat for a few minutes, then we left the area as soon as we're done eating. We walked downstairs while chatting with each other. As soon as we reached the school's garden, George suddenly pulled my face while turning my head to the direction of a girl that was chatting along with her friend.

"Oy, isn't that your crush last school year? *grin* It's still 10 minutes before the next period so it will not be painful to fool around with them." George held my head grippingly so that I would not turn away from the sight of my "ex-crush".

"Let's go." Francis said while pulling me towards her direction.

Her name is Sherry Huston, 17 years old. Her height is 168 cm and has a weight of 46 kg. Her three sizes are 86-58-84. She has a long yellow hair. She has blue eyes. She has a light tan skin. She is an Australian/American girl. She's the Captain of the Karate Club which is the reason why she's popular. Based on the information that I gathered before, her parents are part of the WWGO (World Wide Genetic Organization), one of the most famous organizations in the world for its fine works.

Her classroom is in the 11th floor. I can hardly see her or meet up with her because our classrooms are far from each other. I don't know if she already knew that I had a crush on her before. I haven't told anyone yet, except for my two best friends. Well, since she's popular especially among the boys, having a crush on her is just normal. I know that she will just dump me if I'll just confess to her, that's why I just gave up and besides she already has a boyfriend. Back to the reality, my two best friends kept on pulling me like they're pulling a cart wheel while on the other hand, I pulled backwards.

"Hey, you two, will you please stop! She's not my crush anymore and I don't have any interest on her anymore so I don't need to interact with her okay?!" I tried to pull away my arms but I think that didn't work for they are stronger than me, besides I'm outnumbered at the first place. One against two. How foolish -.-"

"Don't worry man. We'll just introduce you to our newest friends." George said teasingly while pulling me harder to their direction.

"Heh? F-Friends? Since when did the two of you become friends with her?" I questioned absent-mindedly not knowing that I was already in front of her.

"That's for you to find out" Francis closed his left eye while showing a mocking looking smile. I tried to escape but it doesn't seem to work. When we're about 1-2 meters from them, George and Francis greeted them enthusiastically while I just stayed behind from them, looking at them mindlessly.

"Yo Sherry, Jennifer! How are you? It's been 3 days since the last time we chat along." George raised his right hand with a very big smile.

"Hi there George and Francis. Yeah, it's been a long time. Well it's because our classrooms are far from each other and another reason is that I'm busy with my club activities." Sherry showed a sweet beautiful smile on them.

"Yeah! Mr. George and Mr. Francis. It's been quite a while. So, what's up?" A girl with a brownish hair with hazel eyes said. She seemed like a tomboy for which she wore accessories that were absolutely for boys only.

She's Sherry's best friend. Her name is Jennifer Gambrel. 17 years old. She is an Australian. She's 166 cm and her weight is 44 kg. Her 3 sizes are 84-60-82. She's the Captain of the Aikido Club. It seems like my best friends knew them very well since they talk normally like old friends.

"I-I guess I have to go now; maybe the Student Council will punish me again due to tardiness. See ya~" I tried to leave quickly because I had a bad feeling of this approach, but George and Francis grabbed me before I could take another step.

"*not a chance* I want you all to meet William Neilston. He's our best friend, the "ONE" that we had talked to you about last time." George smirked while grabbing me near to them. Seeing me struggling and eager to go away, Francis tighten his grip on my shoulder for he doesn't want to let me go.

"Don't be rude William. Introduce yourself first before you'll leave." Francis teasingly stared at me while crossing his arms. I was hesitant at first, but it's rude to just stand over there without saying any anything so I introduced myself in an uninterested manner.

"*sigh* I am William Neilston. 17 years old. Nice to meet you" It's true that I had a crush on Sherry before but like everybody said, change is constant. Knowing that I don't have any chance, I just totally gave up on her.

"Heh? You must be the boy that they meant last time. You're quite cute in person. I'm Jennifer Gambrel and this is Sherry Huston, my best friend." She pointed to Sherry while grabbing her at the same time.

"Nice to meet you William." Sherry smiled beautifully while reaching her hand to me. Like I said, I was so hesitant but with respect, I accepted it.

"Nice to meet you too…Sherry." I said with a slight nervousness because I can feel lots of glares on me while we shook hands. It's natural for which she's very popular and if any commoner, like me, will approach her, ominous auras will be generated, well except for George and Francis since they're also quite popular, especially among the girls. Suddenly a male student with chrome yellow hair, indigo colored eyes and paled-tan skin barged in our little introduction with four other male students.

"Hi there Babe. Friends of yours?" He pulled Sherry in a lustful way at the same time he glared at me with a threatening smile. His name is James Isaac. 18 years old. He's an Australian/Mexican. He is the Team Captain of the basketball team. Like Sherry, he is also very popular especially among girls and his parents are also part of WWGO, the same group that Sherry's parents are into.

I really hate him not because he's Sherry's boyfriend but because he's a womanizer and arrogant. I saw him kissing lustfully with other girls while groping their body many times. I don't know if Sherry knew about this, she seemed to not mind about it. Jeez, girl's tastes nowadays are too lame for they accept womanizers like this basketball player in front of me. Knowing James' next move, I immediately turned around while pulling my best friends away.

"I…think we have to go now. The bell will ring in a few minutes." I pulled George and Francis unnoticeably, leaving them. I glanced a little to them and as expected, I turned away my sight from them quickly when I saw James kissing her lustfully. Sherry's reaction changes whenever he's around. I don't know what the reason is but it's better to not mind other's business. We kept on walking until we lost sight of them. I was bothered by something and began to ask my two best friends.

"What an immoral view. Hey, when did the two of you become friends with them? You two seemed to be close to them like you're her childhood friends." I asked curiously.

"Well, just a week ago. It's a secret of how did we got a chance to befriend her, we're just chatting along that's why we became close friends in a short time…but I'm amazed by you William, you aren't even affected of what just happened." George said seriously yet with a half joke. I grinned upon replying.

"Why would I be. She's just my crush before. And besides I'm not that kind of person who cares about somebody's lives…Hmm, By the way, what did her best friend mean about "You must be the boy that they meant last time"? Did you two said something about me?" I asked curiously while rubbing my chin.

"…Don't worry; we were just talking about our past moments. The part where you forgot to alarm your alarm clock and you accidentally picked and wore your aunt's white panty instead of your white brief because you're in a hurry!" George and Francis laughed exaggeratedly while they run towards far away from me.

"…Y-You! I'll make you pay for that!" I said while I chased them. We run through the hallway until I finally caught them wearingly after a few minutes.

"Hahaha! We're just kidding man. Of course that's our little secret. We won't spill it." George smirked upon laughing heavily. He must be worn out from our little dog chase. Looking at his wristwatch, Francis reminded me that it's almost time for the first period in the afternoon, smirking.

"I guess you should go now. You're classroom is on the 9th floor remember? Ours is just near from here." Francis put his hand on his chin at the same time he smirked. Panicking, I ran through the stairs together with my two best friends.

"Crap! I'll be late. Well we've got to go. Maybe we'll be scolded again" I smiled at the same time we run through the stairs.

We laughed while we run through the stairs. George stopped at the 4th floor. Francis stopped at the 5th floor while I'm still running towards the 9th floor. When I was already at the 7th floor, I accidentally bumped somebody. When I looked at the person who I bumped and was about to apologize, I was surprised when I saw the face of the student council president and the vice-president.

"S-Sorry. I'm very sorry." I said apologetically while sweating. Recognizing my face, she widened her eyes upon standing up angrily.

"You again?! How many times I told you that you must be in your classroom before the bell rings." The president said disappointedly while crossing her arms.

She's Michelle Huffman, 17 years old. She's an Australian/Mexican. Her skin color is whitish tan. Her eyes are color indigo. Her red hair is in ponytail. Her three sizes are 86-59-84. She's 165 cm and her weight is 47 kg. She's the student council president. The other girl who was standing beside her is the vice-president of the student council. Her name is Danna Pearson. 16 years old. She's Australian/British. She's 164 cm and her weight is 46 kg. Her three sizes are 81-54-79. Her skin is color ivory with a little bit of tan. Her eyes are color light brown. Her hair is color aquamarine.

If you didn't follow the rules in the school, you'll be punished directly. No excuses are acceptable when you'll face them. They are one of the most deadly students in this school.

"Come to the Student Councils Office later, if you don't…" The vice-president cracked her fists and glared at me.

"(Not again?!)" I thought while just nodding. Resistance is futile because I know that I can't escape from them anyway.