No one knows why it started, what it is that started, or when it's going to finish. All that's known is that the dead were walking, and attacking the living, perverting the meaning of life with their twisted existence.
Christy claims she was there when it all started. She was walking by the graveyard in old Bullworth vale when she heard noises. Like gargled moans and doors creaking. She decided to take a look, and then she saw them. Hundreds of zombies, half rotten with blue, green and yellow tints on their sickly pale skin. She says she looked one in the eyes, and it started right back at her before it let out a bloodcurdling scream; this caused the others to notice her and chase after her. She barely got away with her life. Of course, this was Christy, so some details were overexaggerated or even completely made up, but the look in her eyes of fear and unease let people know she wasn't totally bluffing; there was indeed some truth.
The zombies must have spread from the graveyard to the school, as they were walking around campus in the hunt for prey. Jimmy, king of the school, was quick to act and sent the different cliques to gather up different supplies which they needed to survive. When the teams got back, they started to nail the doors shut and had the people on the roof, using the nerd's weapons to take out the zombies.
Unfortunately, the plan hadn't worked. They shot the zombies that tried to break in, but this only lured more. It had been 6 or 7 hours now since they took position in the gym, and there was a riled-up mob of zombies banging on the doors.
Jimmy sighed a hefty sigh. 'I cant believe this.' Jimmy thought. 'I failed them
Jimmy had dealt with this sort of feeling before, but never on this magnitude. Lives were literally at stake, including his own. He wanted to do something, but according to the weapon teams there was way too many to take head on. He was completely powerless. He hated feeling like this, this is like how Gary made him feel when he turned everyone against him, only this was far, far worse, and he never thought he'd say that. His morbid brood was interrupted by none other than Russell, his most loyal friend.
"Hi Jimmy."
"Hey Russell."
"You okay?" Jimmy rubbed his temples.
"No, not really. We're all gonna die and I'm to blame." Russell looked taken aback. Jimmy had always kept a confident bravado image even in the direst situations. Jimmy earlier made it clear to everyone that there was still hope, despite the zombies knocking on the door, but it seemed that Jimmy felt he could be truly honest to Russell. "What are we gonna do?"
"Don't ask Russell, Russell bad at thinking." Jimmy chuckled a bitter chuckle.
"Right, my bad. What are the clique leaders saying?" Jimmy started, but was interrupted by Trent the bully, who walked into the doorway.
"Hey Russell, been looking for you. Oh, hey Hopkins." Jimmy's mood hit a new low. Him and Trent were old partners, and even though they broke up, they were still friends. And he was gonna die. So was Gord, Jimmy's current boyfriend.
"Hey Trent, what's up?" Russell said.
"Not much, I just wanted to say that moral isn't doing too hot out there." Jimmy eyed up Trent, he sounded emotionally broken. On closer inspection, his eyes were red, probably from crying.
"Yeah, I know" chided Jimmy angrily. "Anyways, what are the clique leaders saying?" he asked again, this time directed at Trent. Trent thought for a second, before speaking up.
"Earnest and the nerds are trying to spark a little rebellion but getting nowhere. Derby is talking shit, acting all arrogant but he's obviously just as scared as the rest of us. Johnny seems to have come to terms with the situation and is spending his time with Lola alone, leaving his clique behind. The jocks are not confident in you. And us bullies, we are staying loyal" Jimmy nodded.
"Well, it's not as bad as it could be… I guess."
Suddenly screams sounded out from the gym.
"They're breaking in!" one of the girls screamed. 'Shit!' thought Jimmy. In an instant Jimmy shot to his feet and ran up the steps to look at the door. One of the zombies has managed to break a hole into the door, and the horde was quickly tearing through it.
"We got to do something!" one of the nerds screeched.
"EVERYONE FOLLOW ME!" bellowed Jimmy, his voice echoing, before taking off out of the gym and over to the pool. He turned around to see the panicked students following him. He ran up the stairs and onto the rows of seat positioned to watch the swim team.
He looked around frantically and noticed the windows near the railing. He ran over to the railing, got up on it, and grabbed onto the window sill. He pulled himself through the window and up onto the roof where an assemblement of boys were perched with their weapons, shooting down at the enemy below. Jimmy stood by the window and watched the people follow him through the window. He pointed over at the ladder leading down to the ground. "Everyone make a run for it!" he yelled.
Downstairs the zombies has completely gotten through the door and were limping towards the living. Kirby had a baseball bat and was trying to make his way through. He and his friend Dan were some of the smallest kids on campus, and were having problems getting through the crowd. He looked back to see Dan about 3 feet back.
"Come on Dan we gotta make it!" Kirby screamed to his friend, who was near the back of the mass. "Move it!" he screamed again, terrified not only for himself but for his friend who was struggling to keep up. "Move!"
Just as Dan started pushing through, he tripped and fell to the ground. Kirby gasped in horror and stopped, eyes fixated on the zombies drawing ever closer. Everything seemed to slow down for Kirby, as Dan looked up at him and looked him in his eyes, before trying to scramble to his feet, but he wasn't fast enough. A zombie jumped on his back, and while he tried to fight it off, a few more ganged up on him. Kirby was terrified, but realised he couldn't stand around forever, the zombies were still moving, coming at him at a jogging pace. He turned around and shot up as fast he could, tears welling in his eyes. He wanted to help, but knew he stood no chance against the horde.
When he reached the top of the stairs, he saw what everyone else was doing, and darted over to the railing.
"Move Move Move, people!" Jimmy shouted. Jimmy had stayed behind, and was showing everyone the way. As Kirby climbed through the window, Jimmy helped pull him through. "C'mon move!"
"Al-alright!" Kirby stammered. He sprinted as fast as he could to the ladder and climbed down as fast as he could before running off in the distance, disappearing into the sea of people.'
