It was 4am when I first found out that the world was ending.
I was sound asleep when my phone went off. Lena's ringtone, Like a G6, started playing right in my ear quiet loudly. I looked at my clock, and figured it had to be important for her to call this late (early?). I yawned and flipped my phone open. "Hullo?" On the other end, I could hear Lena and Ally screaming, crying, and generally freaking out. "Lena…are you okay?" "... "Lena, calm down, I can't understand you." She took a deep, stuttering breath (or tried to) and then started over. "I SAID, no one is here, and this guy tried to fucking KILL me and Ally, and there's more of them everywhere...please just get over here ASAP Skye, and be careful...these things are some nasty fuckers." What the hell was she talking about?
I grabbed my glasses and peered outside. The moon illuminated the empty street, which was normally busy, even at this hour. Maybe something WAS really wrong. Suddenly, I spotted someone staggering down the street. There was no one else in sight, and I thought about calling out to the person...until they turned and faced me. There was something really off about the person. Half its face was gone, and what remained was bloody.
"oh...my...god," I muttered under my breath. This was not happening. Were those...were they zombies? I really hoped this was a bad dream, but when I looked around the house, no one was there. Lena was serious. I picked up my phone and frantically dialed Lena's number. "Lena," I said, hearing the shaking in my voice. "I'm gonna pack up some stuff and be over there soon. Pack some clothes and food, okay?"
Trying to keep a level head, I thought about every zombie movie I'd seen. The only common thing I could think of was to destroy their heads. "Oh, and blunt objects too." I rushed to grab the gun my step dad kept in his dresser, some ammo, and a baseball bat. I made sure the gun was unloaded, and then shoved it and the ammo inside my purse. I grabbed my smallest suitcase, and shoved some clothes inside. Some sweats, yoga pants, t-shirts, hoodies and underwear...comfortable stuff. I had no clue what was about to happen, so I had to be prepared. I threw my hair up in a messy bun and threw on a hoodie-it's cold in the fall in Michigan. I pulled out my retainer and brushed my teeth.
When everything was packed, I found the keys to my mom's Hummer and headed out the front door with caution. I noticed on the door, there was a slip of paper. "Evacuation notice-sorry we missed you. Please listen to 88.4am for further instruction." I actually laughed a little. What was this, a fucking missed fed-ex notice? I yanked the paper off the door and stuffed it in my purse. Getting in the car, I noticed one of the zombies coming up behind me. I started the car quick as I could and backed up, hitting the thing with a sickening, satisfying thud. I smiled at this morbid entertainment, and began my journey to Ally & Lena's.