I sighed loudly as my mom stumbled down the stairs. "Did you eat breakfast?" she asked casually, brushing herself off. Checking the clock, she frowned. "If you didn't, you better hurry. You'll be late for the bus!" "Mom, I'm fine. I was just about to head out, anyway." Nodding silently, she ushered me to the door. Picking up my bag, I went out into the cold winter air. "Have a good day at school!" she called, shutting the door to keep the below-zero temperatures from penetrating the warmth of the house.
Waiting at the bus stop, I took out my smartphone and watched the news using my television app. "Local passerby have been murdered left and right. One bystander is here to give us the scoop-"
*HONK HONK*
"Dammit!" I muttered, going through the double yellow bus doors and to my usual seat. Pulling out my phone again, I only caught the last few words of the news.
"-they're zombies! Corpses of the dead... have become undead."
I gasped. Wait, what?!
I boarded off the bus with all the other students, with a bit of what looked like a face of panic. My friend Rythe walked up to me, concern dotted on her face. "Rayn, are you okay?" she asked, putting her hand on my shoulder. I delicately whacked it away. "I... I'm fine," I muttered, walking up the steps of the school. Rythe tagged close behind. "Pfft. If you say so. Anyway, O.M.G. Did you watch the news?" I froze. "Uh..." I didn't know what to say. But she continued anyway. "It was like, no pants day. I mean, seriously! I totally missed out- Drue could've hit on me." I coughed awkwardly to hide my relief. She didn't mention the murders. Whew.
Dancing around me, we opened our lockers and threw our bags inside. Tapping on her phone, Rythe glanced over at me. "Well, I gotta get to class. See you later, Rayn." "See ya."
I grabbed my blue binder, heading to the room labeled 'French - Room 144'. Walking in and taking my seat, I slouched back into my seat and took notes as the French teacher rambled on about masculine and feminine words.
*TIME LAPSE 2 HOURS*
"Bored. So very bored," Rythe muttered next to me, gnawing on her apple. Taking a bite out of my sandwich, I raised an eyebrow at her. "So the boredom returns. Tch. Luke. I am your father. Now come to the dark side... we have cookies."
Snickering profusely, I chucked a cookie at her and she caught it between her teeth. "Yum! Yep, totally going to the dark side." Laughing, Willow and Alicia glanced at us, looking at each other and face palming. It wasn't until we heard a crash from the direction of the window when we stopped laughing.
Everyone screamed. Malicious growling was heard. I widened my eyes in fear and horror, slowly turning to Rythe. She looked frozen solid, eyes fixed on something. "Rythe?" I asked, prodding her arm gently. She shakily pointed at something. I turned to look, but I wish I hadn't- it was a humanoid with rotting flesh- a carcass itself. But it was slowly creeping toward us. A zombie.
I tried to push Rythe away, but her feet were frozen to the ground. "Rythe. Come on, run! It's getting closer-"
My sentence was interrupted midway as someone- Rythe- let out a bloodcurdling scream, the zombie's teeth sinking into her flesh.
Well, the first chapter is up! Hope you all enjoyed it! Sorry for the shortness, it was basically a filler to let you know their normal routine and what this story is going to be based off of- the zombie apocalypse. Reviews are greatly appreciated! -Pika
