CHAPTER 4
A/N: so … it's been awhile since I've updated and only excise I got is that last school year fucked me over to hell and back and hopefully this next school year won't be as bad and with a little bit more consistent updates from me…maybe…enjoy!
Sweaty, dirty, and a little bloody, the exhausted group ducked into an alley a block or so away from the school. Huddling into the very back of the grimy alley, they gathered behind a muted green dumpster to take a small break before heading on to their destination of the Newton's Olympic Outfitters. Ripping a section from her shirt, Bella tied it tightly around the slashed forearm of the terrified girl.
"Thanks, Bella." Jess whispered.
"No problem, Jess." She replied back. Crouching up onto the balls of her feet, Bella crept her head around the side of the dumpster so only her eyes were visible. Seeing that the alley was clear of walking corpses, she sneaked her way to the mouth of the alley and looking both left, right, front and repeating she whispered, "The road is clear. I don't hear anyone. We need to hurry and get to the store before it gets too dark."
Gathering their things, the rest of the group made their way towards the alley entrance. With Banner in the lead, they set off at a run towards the sporting goods store. When they were around the corner from the store, Mike saw that the crappy, yellow fluorescent lights were on even though his parents were out of town and that the store didn't open until after school was over during week or early in the morning during breaks. As it was still early in the school day, the store shouldn't be open and the Newton's were always careful to turn off and lock up the store every night. So having their lights on at that time was disconcerting to the youngest Newton.
"Maybe you forgot to turn them off when you locked up last night." Tyler, another jock with dark, curly hair, said as he saw the look on his friend's face.
"No, no, I know I turn them off last night." He replied in earnest as he looked at his shop.
"Maybe some more people like us are in there and hiding out." Alice butted in, hopefully.
"Yeah…maybe." He muttered.
"So like are we gonna stay out here like gross hobos or are we like gonna go in because like my hair is getting frizzy in the gross like weather and I need to like fix it." Chimed in Tanya as she nudged her way towards the front of the huddled group. Rolling their eyes at her stupidity, Banner again led the teens toward the shop, still on the lookout for the disgusting beings they haven't encountered since the high school. Creeping towards the front doors, everyone impatiently waited as Mike fumbled with the keys. As the jingling of the metal bounced around in the air around them, the sound carried to the small group of dead beasts that were hiding in wait for their next meal a few streets down and to the few scattered around the street around them. Groaning, growling, snarling, and shuffling was heard as they gradually got to their feet and moved towards the scared group in front of the store. Before they knew it, Tyler was grabbed by the shoulder and became unbalanced as he tried to get away from the grasping, cold hands. His falling to the hard concrete alerted the others as more of the undead started to pile on them.