Lock down.

"Rage is a virus that makes its victims almost zombie like. It takes over their mind and turns them into killing machines basically. Every school in England has been asked to keep their best students in a room re-enforced with shatter-proof glass and enough food to last the students for a week. Most schools have chosen the ones with the best GSE results in aim for the next generation to be able to re-build England after de-contamination. Instead, we are going to let the school's band stay in here along with A* students, Lucy and Thea. Questions?" The headmistress informed us. For a few seconds, we were all silent.

"This is inhumane!" Caleb yelled out from beside me. It was unusual for him to actually yell like this; the situation had definitely affected him. "what about our families?"

"I understand your distress but it's either stay in here and stay alive, or die. It is likely that most of Britain will be infected as the disease is passed through blood and saliva." She replied calmly.

"But, you said the food only lasts a week."

"After a week, if the virus still exists, armed forces will come for you and evacuate you to America where you will begin a new life."

"How, we'll have no money!"

"A special camp for all people evacuated will be set up." She finished with an aggressive sound. Caleb shut up. "If that is all, I wish you all the best of luck. Ration your food and stay close." She declared before leaving the room and locking it down completely with a shutter.

The next few minutes were awkward and scarring; I'll never get them out of my mind. Wrapping his arms tightly around me, Caleb pulled me into a hug and began telling me that it would be fine. A few people began crying and trying to phone home but the phone network had been completely wiped out. Sam tried logging onto the computer but the only internet reports we could find were that the virus was spreading. There was no specific number on how many were infected but apparently, the number had gone well over 10,000. Panicked, everybody began hugging each other and setting up camp for the long week we were now facing. I found it annoying how we would all be in school uniform all week; our uniform was extremely difficult to fall asleep in. I should know, I've tried sleeping in class before. Eventually, we decided to place all the chairs into a position which formed a long table in which we could sit at. Guitar amps and 3 guitars had been left in the corner in which Caleb and Calvin were sitting trying to play calming songs to lighten the mood. After investigating, I concluded that the only food we had were what was supposed to be sold in the diner this week. Sure, at least it wouldn't rot, but the things they served were so vile I'd rather it did.

The day seemed to last forever, but even forever has to come to a close. From the think windows, we watched the sun set over Manchester and darkness fall fast and filled with fury. The hours rolled by and all we could do was sit and wait for nothing. It was around midnight before somebody actually communicated to us all.

"I think if half of us sleep now and half of us sleep later, we'll have a better chance of surviving if somebody...or something...breaks in." Will declared. He had a point; if we were all too deep in slumber at the same time then we'd surely die if anything went wrong. Nodding, we started devising an order of who would stay awake if we got into two's. Naturally, I was paired with Caleb. I wanted to stay awake first because a recent diagnosis meant that it would be extremely hard for me to fall asleep at this time. Across the room, Will had awkwardly paired with Lucy and Sam had paired with his cousin, Hannah. It seemed that I was the only girl that was going to be staying up later than the rest of them.

"You scared?" Will whispered across the room. Caleb had tried his best to cover himself with his blazer and was now lying on the floor, almost perfectly asleep. I couldn't help but realise how much this reminded me of the time we went to Germany on tour and he had fell asleep next to me on the coach. The happiness I had felt when I knew I was finally on his mind was a lot better than the happiness I tended to feel now. 'Recovering', that's what they called it.

"Not really." I lied to Will. Truth was, I was terrified. Almost everyone I cared about was in this room right now and if we didn't make it, there would be nothing left to live for in this messed up world. What I was more afraid of was losing Caleb; my life had been so much better since we got together in Germany, all I wanted to do was make sure that he made it out alive.

At around midnight, more people got bored of waiting around and began to fall asleep themselves, despite the fact there was still another 3 hours to go before the other team needed waking up. Eventually, around 1am, there was just Will and I awake. I had taken my blazer off and put over Caleb to keep him warm but I never realised how cold it could get at night.

"We'll get through this." Will said to me eventually, trying to be sympathetic but failing miserably.

"You might, I won't." I sighed.

"Why not?"

"I'd risk my life for any one of you in here. That and I only have two more pills for...you know. After that if I get any worse than I'll probably end up feeding myself to whatever's out there."

"Well, you'll be fine. I know you will be. You have me and Caleb, and we know about it so we'll look after you."

"These situations have always been awkward haven't they?" I joked.

"Too right, why can't we just have normal conversations." He finished. Propping myself up on the windowsill, I plugged my earphones into my iPod to keep me awake. Just a few days ago I'd complained to Will about how much I hated love and how falling in love was the stupidest thing anybody could do. Then it happened to me; I fell in love. There isn't much too it really, just waking up one day and realising that there's somebody out there that you can't live without. It isn't pretty either, most people think that finally falling love is a massive happy ending, but they always forget about what comes after that. Nothing exciting really, just two people that everybody thinks are cute together.

"You tired?" I asked will.

"Bit yea, why?" He replied. I didn't even need to consider anybody else, I needed sleep right that second.

"WAKE UP!" I yelled loud enough to wake even the heaviest of sleepers. Almost immediately, the complaints started. A few people were mad that I woke them up so suddenly while others just wanted to go back to sleep.

"Well, you've had your sleep, now you can keep it down for me and Will who stayed up all night while you lazy arses enjoyed a nice sleep." I complained back. Caleb was kind about it; he wrapped my blazer around me again and let me rest my head on his lap. Then, wrapping another blazer around me, he lay next to me and held me close before kissing my forehead and telling me to get some rest. After about half an hour, the rest of the room accepted that I was deeply asleep and began speaking again. A few complained at how loud I was while others just fell back asleep. Nobody was watching the tragic, brutal scene that was on clear display through the windows. Nobody but Will.