Hey everyone! Thanks for all the support! Is anyone else as pumped for Christmas as I am?! And I'm not sick anymore, hurray! That means I can hang out with my friends! This chapter is longer than the last one, but it'll still be good.

Chapter 2: Beginning the End

The three students could feel the ground shaking, the rumbling and smacking of people's feet against linoleum before it was muffled out by their screams. A few classes on the third floor came flooding down the steps with any sort of caution as they pushed one another down the stairs and out of the way. A couple of people fell down the stairs as well and were stepped out, bones breaking and snapping in the process. But no one seemed too noticed.

Jade and Florence struggled to keep their footing on their steps as they grabbed the rails, along with Casper. "Should we follow them?" Jade shouted.

Casper nodded as he let go of the rail and ran down the steps, Florence and Jade following him close by. As they made it down the stairs and around the corner, the trio could already see blood stains on the floor from students that had been trampled over. There were a couple of students' bodies lying on the ground unconscious; maybe even dead... it was repulsive.

Casper watched as students were shoved by other students and even teachers into windows, glass shattering everywhere along with blood. Other students were getting pushed onto the floor and stomped to death. Florence noticed in the distance that some kids were fleeing back into the classrooms, and figured it be smart to do that too.

Florence looked around for Jade and Casper who were being casted away in the wave of panicking teenagers. She literally smacked both their shoulders. "Let's get into one of the classes!" she shouted.

"OK!" Jade responded, heading over to the nearest classroom. Florence looked up after she didn't hear Casper respond. "Did you hear-"

She cut herself off when she saw him looking off into the distance. The calm and collected expression on his face was long gone and replaced with absolute disgust and horror. He stood still like a statue and let the other teenagers push him around, his eyes wide, sweat obviously down his face.

Florence tried looking up ahead but couldn't see what he was staring at, but she noticed people were running back and forth now. "Flow! Cass! What are you guys waiting for?!" Jade shouted from a classroom she'd broken into.

Florence shook her head as she looked up at Casper, shaking his shoulder slightly. "Come on, we gotta get out of here!" she screamed. When he didn't budge, she aggressively grabbed his arm and threw him into the classroom, causing him to clash with a couple of table as he fell to the floor.

"Close the door!" Florence shouted.

Jade slammed it shut and propped a desk in front of it. Florence watched as Casper crawled from the ground, rubbing his head which bumped the tables. "What the hell was your problem out there?" she asked him. Casper ignored her as made his way over to the corner as he paused. Florence didn't know what Casper saw, but he was acting like he'd seen a ghost. "Cass," she said in a calmer voice. Jade walked over to the teacher's desk as she picked up the phone. "I'm going to see if the police are coming," she said.

Florence slowly walked up to him, and jumped when he punched the wall. He punches it again and again until he left a couple of cracks, his knuckles bleeding slightly. He presses his back onto the wall and slides there as he starts scratching at his head.

"The lines are busy!" Jade shouted, hanging the phone up. "You don't think this is going on in the whole town right?" Jade asked.

Florence walked over to Casper as she stared at him with a slightly worried expression. "Capser... what did you see out there?"

Casper swallowed deeply as he looked at her with a piercing stare that managed even her to look away. "I-I saw Them... m-more people who looked like that guy out there! And they... and they were grabbing students, grabbing the teachers and throwing them on the ground. Then they started ripping at their skin, digging in their eyes and ripping limbs off. They were eating them-"

He paused to throw up the little bit of lunch he'd eaten. Florence was having a hard time comprehending this as she backed up slightly, grabbing onto the edge of her skirt. "No way... that can't be. There was only one guy, one freak that came in here and already more than a few students are acting just like him! I just can't believe something like that can happen it's impossible!"

Jade looked out the window and gasped. "Why is this happening?!"

...

In a matter of thirty minutes, over have the school had been infected with whatever was brought in... at least that's the only logical assumption Connie Maclaine could make at the moment. After running down the hallway, hopping over bodies and dodging the infected she could assume it was a transmitted virus spreading across the school. Whether or not it was happening throughout the city was beyond her knowledge.

Connie sat in a classroom, peering through the window door watching as teenagers ran down the halls, the infected chasing after them. She could instantly tell they were blind, being as her head was clearly visible in the window. Yet They'd continue to stumble on by. I'm not sure if I should be so calm about that just yet, she thought to herself.

She watched quietly, studying them. Despite the small amount of time she's had to observe Them, she already learned a lot on her own. She noticed that They're slow on Their feet until They notice something, and the quickest she saw any of them was a jog, rarely ever a sprinting pace. But that's still a little fast in my taste, Connie thought.

Connie could also assume they were no different than zombies: They catch you, They bite you, and then you turn into one of Them. Plain and simple. But Connie didn't know how long it takes until you're infected or how strong the infection is when it courses through your bloodstream.

The sixteen year old stepped away from the door when she could hear more students screaming. Connie looked over and saw her reflection on a nearby window. The color of her fawn skin was slightly draining from seeing all these ghastly sights, but her cheeks were still rosy red from all the running. Rather than the regular blue vest, she had a black one on, and it was attracting more heat.

"Connie," she heard a girl's voice. She looked near the teacher's desk and saw Alice White crouched down next to it. Her blonde pig tails were cascading over her shoulders. "Is it clear to head out yet?" she asked. Connie shook her head as she sat down on the desk. "Not yet, I'd give it a few more minutes before less of Them are on this floor. Once we get to your car we can drive to my place and take camp there for the night. This can't just be happening here," Connie said, combing her fingers through her brown hair.

"So how do you think all of this happened? It couldn't have just suddenly started, this type of stuff just doesn't randomly happen," Alice said, walking towards Connie. "My guess is that random flu that just started. People have been getting sick all over the country, and if that is the cause that means it's not just our school that's dealing with this," Connie explained.

Alice crossed her arms as cocked her head to the side. "Well I hope it's just here, 'cause when we make it out of here I've still got a life to live," she winked.

Connie chuckled lightly as she watched Alice pick up her metal tonfas. "It's a good thing you had those when you did, or else we would have had a problem on our hands in the hallway," Connie commented. "Well I feel obliged to being as I'm the leader of the school Disciplinary Committee," she said, feeling proud.

Connie crossed her arms as well, her c-sized breast popping up slightly. "Yeah, I heard you were. That's not exactly my favorite committee, but hey, it's a free country... or it was."

The somewhat calm mood ended in a snap when their door suddenly flew open, scaring both of them half to death. They turned and saw a boy, Jake Huntely, rushing into the room with a blood covered guitar in his hands. He slammed the door loudly and turns around, quickly noticing that he wasn't alone.

"Hey, who the hell are you?!" Connie shouted at him.

Jake stands up in a defensive matter as he looks at the girls coldly. "We were hiding in here and you made so much noise! You might as well have just led them all in this direction!"

"I was being chased out there, running for my life! Who the fuck cares if I came in here or not!" he retorted.

"I sure as hell care about the fact that you just barged in here without permission and probably attracted the attention of over half of those things!" Connie barked at him. "Now get out of here before more of Them come up here because of your dumb actions!"

Jake walked up to Connie and got up in her face. "Make me bitch!"

"Both of you be quiet!" Alice broke in, smacking her tonfas on the desk. Both the arguing teenagers looked at her as she walked in between them. "Yelling isn't going to solve anything, goodness people. Now you, what's your name?" she pointed at Jake.

"What's it to you?" he asked.

"You're causing more problems by acting like an immature brat, so answer the god damn question!" Connie ordered.

"It's Jake," he said, his voice full of anger. Alice walked pass Jake and looked out the door window, seeing as no one was out there. "OK, Connie, none of Them are out there. But I think we should stay in here for a few minutes so that way we don't run into a hoard of Them, because you probably did attract a lot of Them," Alice said.

"Fuck that, I don't have to listen to you!" Jake made his way to the door, only to be stopped when Connie said, "You leave this room you die!"

Jake turned to look at her like she was crazy. "With all that noise you made, They're probably heading up the stairs as we speak. And do you think you can take all of those freaks out then you're more stupid then I thought you were. Alice and I have been camped out in this room for about an hour, watching those things. You won't last five minutes out there on your own."

He stood there, debating if he should listen to them or not. He swore under his breath with the realization of their words washed over him. She was right. He got lucky making it this far because most of Them were distracted, and he only had to fight off three of Them on his own, and that was challenging enough.

"Fine," he said, "but the moment it's clear out there, I'm leaving you both," he said.

"Good," Connie taunted.

Jake tossed his guitar on the ground in anger and sat down on the floor. "Where did you come from?" Alice asked him.

"The music room," he answered. Alice looked at him like he was crazy as she stiffened her back. "You came in here from the music room? That's in a completely different building... why would you come into here?" she asked.

"I'm looking for Flow and Tammy," he told them. "They were in class before all this shit happened, so I'm coming here to get them and we're gonna find somewhere safe to stay," he explained.

"Wait, if you came here from the music room, you had to have run into at least of couple of Them. Did you kill any?!" Connie asked frantically. "Why does it matter?" Jake asked.

"Because if we can find out how to kill Them, then we can break out of here easier!" Connie said.

Jake crossed his arms and bowed his head slightly as he rubbed his fingers through his neck length, messy brown hair. "I don't think I killed any... I just hit Them out of my way with my guitar and kept running. I didn't bother looking a back and seeing if They were dead."

There was a dense silence between them before Jake stood up with his guitar and headed towards the door. "Now what are you doing?" Connie asked him.

"I'm not staying here any longer, I need to find my friends before they turn into one of those freaks," Jake said, opening the door. "Wait!" Connie shouted.

Jake stepped out into the hallway, and immediately, three of Them noticed him and started jogging over to him. "Fuck," he swore under his breath. They ran towards him, growling and clanking Their teeth together as they reached Their hands out for him. Jake lifted his guitar, swinging it as hard as he could.

The end of it hit two of the Them, sending Them out the hallway windows and down to the bottom floor. The third zombie he kicked to the ground. Jake watched as it struggled to get up as he laughed to himself. "Pathetic," he mocked.

All of a sudden, another one of Them came from behind and tackled him to the ground, his guitar sliding out of his reach.

The zombie's jaw opened wide and shot down at him, but before it could take a bite at him, Connie whacked it off of him with a chair she'd grabbed. The zombie fell on its back as she took the leg of the chair and began beating its face in. Blood flew everywhere, ruining her clothes as its brains began to ooze out of it. You could hear the crunching of the skull as Jake watched in the disgust while its head caved in. The zombie unsurprisingly stopped moving, and they could safely assume it was dead.

Connie ran over to the other zombie Jake had knocked on the ground and took the chair leg and sent it through its eye. She yanked it out viciously.

"Alice, you have to smash Their heads," Connie told her, "That's how you kill Them."

"It makes sense," Alice said, coming out of the room. Connie took the chair and bashed it against the linoleum floor until it broke apart, leaving her with a metal chair leg to fight with. "Now, we're heading to the nurse's room to gather supplies. Who knows how long this will go on. You're welcome to come with us until you find your friends, but if you go running off on your own then we're not gonna save your ass!" She said, sounding a lot colder than she did before.

"Fine," Jake said. "Once I find my friends, I'm out of here!" he said, picking his guitar up.

Connie smirked slightly as she looked up ahead.

"Fine by me."

And ending with an awesome line! Epic! I'm stumped on who I should pick to type about in the next chapter before I make a couple more people meet up, I guess I'll just pick at random. Now just so you know, if I capitalize the "T" in Them then I'm talking about the zombies, if I don't, then I'm talking about the humans.

Random question for you guys to make the review more interesting. So I listen to music while I type because it helps me think, especially if the lyrics match or the dubstep beat fits the action. So what's your guys' favorite song to listen to when you're concentrating? You're cool if you participate in the question.

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