The Walkers [editing]

Survival-Blake

(A/N So I'll be changing Point of Views every chapter. In the chapter name it says whose POV it is)

Chapter 2

Survival

Blake

I quickly dashed out of the school, from the oval. I grabbed hold of Katrissa as Suki and Claude followed. My shaggy black hair was going everywhere, obstructing my vision. But I ignored it and continued to run into the streets. Shit. It was hell,  people screaming and dying everywhere. I glanced everywhere looking for somewhere to hide. I looked across the road, an abandoned cafe. I ran across the road nearly missing the crazy driving car coming towards me. I kept Katrissa close to me, as the others ran around the car. As soon as we reached the cafe, we quickly pulled down the plastic doors, chaining them shut. All of us plonked ourselves down onto the tables, out of breath. Katrissa fixed her glasses on her face as she pulled back her long deep brown hair. Suki was hyperventilating, her large hands fanning herself (even though she wasn't particular tall) her messy wavy long black hair all over her sweaty face. Claude sat next to her with a  worried look on his face, he pulled his sweaty black fringe out of his face as he continued to try and calm down Suki.

"We need supplies and weapons." I said eventually, standing up.
Katrissa followed me as we walked into the kitchen.
"Hey, do you think the others are gonna be alright?" she asked me.
I hesitated not sure on how I should answer. I wasn't very sure of myself, but I didn't want her to panic or feel more unstable than we were already.
"Hey, don't worry about 'em. Ace's probably being like 'I KNEEWWW IIITTTT!!!' and being immature with Echo. And Dean's probably trying to keep them in order, as Alice and Dawn are probably just like 'yeeeeaaahhhh' in the background. And if Ender and Scarlette are with them they would probably be like SHUT UP!!!" I reassured her, as she smiled back.
We walked into the back kitchen, searching for supplies. Most of the food was already taken, but at least there were tones of possible weapons. I grabbed all the forks, and all the kitchen knives.
"Here, Katrissa, are you good with aiming?"I asked, not very sure of myself.
"Uhh... Yeah? Sought of?"she answered unsure of he herself.
"Well you suck at sport so it's expected that you suck at aiming." I stuck out my tongue at her as she started scratching her sharp nails into me.
"Hey! hey! Hey! Hey! I'm just kidding!" I laughed as I patted her on the head.
I was pretty sure Claude was good at aiming so I'll probably give him the forks to throw. I held on to one, and a  knife and pan. As Katrissa held a pan and kitchen knife. We returned back to the others to give them some supplies and weapons. We didn't have times to get our bags since we were in the middle of sport, but we had found some plastic bags.
"Here, this is what we've got."I said as I placed down our supplies, handing Claude the whole load of forks and both of the knives. He smiled as he placed a fork behind his ear, as Suki slipped one underneath her hair tie, around her wrist.
I sat down on the floor, looking up at the others, sitting up on the chairs. Through the other side of the strong plastic doors/walls, were mobs of them staring at us hungrily.
"You should go bark at them." laughed Katrissa as I glared at her. Everyone always says I'm a lot like a dog, and sometimes like a cat. But I hate cats.
We needed bigger/longer weapons, and that's when it hit me. There was probably another room around the back like a storage room or an office.
"Hey, I was thinking there might be another room 'round the back." I said as dragged myself up.
"I'm coming with you."Katrissa volunteered as she followed me.
We walked past the kitchen to two back rooms. There was one small office and a store room. We cautiously walked into the office, looking around in the drawers carefully. There was a closet with a broom in it, which was perfect for a weapon. I grabbed it, surprised that there was no mop, but didn't bother myself about where it was or what happened to it, trying to snap off its head. 
"Oh! Heck yeah! Look what I found." Katrissa exclaimed as she looked through the shelves, before handing me a car key.
"Awesome! But what car does it belong to?"I asked as I found some duct tape.
"I dunno, a Honda?"she said squinting to read the logo on the keys.
I started to tape knives on to the ends of the poles. After we had finished in the office we moved onto the store room. As I stepped in I felt a shiver go down my spine. I turned on the lights only to be greater by a rotten, hungry face. I let out a scream escape my mouth as I thrusted my pole forward, straight through it. It slid off the rode, as I shook it off.
"That was a pretty manly scream." laughed Katrissa.
"Shut up! Don't be GENDER STEREOTYPICAL!"I said back, as Katrissa rolled her eyes.
But as soon as we walked further in, there was a mob of zombies before us, swarming over a bloody body. I froze in shock, staring at the blood twitching hand on the floor.
"F-F-r-ric-k." stammered Katrissa.
All of the rotting bloody faces shot towards us.
"FUCK! RUN!!!"I screamed as I turned around pushing Katrissa out.
We sprinted around the corner to Claude and Suki. Claude acted quickly, jumping up and unchaining the doors, as we held back the zombies. He drew back the huge doors, Allowing the zombies from outside to come in. Claude immediately, thrusted his knife forward, straight in to the zombie's head. I ducked in front of him holding back the zombies, in front of him.
"Go to the Silver Honda straight ahead!"I shouted as we ran through them, onto the road. We ran as fast as we could, mobs of zombies chasing after us. Kat stuck out her hand in front of hitting the unlock button. When we reached the car she ran around the back of the car and in through the left. As Claude jumped in through the right and Suki and I the back seats.
"I'm driving-"Katrissa stated as she slid into her seat placing her hands on the wheel she expected to be there.
"Katrissa, what country do you think you're in?"I face palmed.
Claude quickly locked all the doors and slipped the key in.
"Hey, Claude, do you even know how to drive?"I asked as I leaned forward.
"Claude?"I asked as he didn't respond.
"Shush, I'm learning how to drive." hushed Claude as he just started pressing buttons and pulling leavers. He pressed his foot lightly on the peddle, immediately we went speeding backwards, running over all the zombies behind us.
"Oops." he murmured care free as we jerked forward, speeding straight ahead.
We sped past the school, with a school bus parked outside of it. I was really hoping they were ok, and I swear I think I saw a tiny bit of Dean's dyed hair from one of the upstairs classroom windows.
"Claude watch out for the pole!"shouted Suki as we weaved around the traffic lights.
"Those are called traffic lights not a pole, idiot." I corrected as I turned to her.
"Hey! Don't call me an Idiot!" she snapped back at me.
"Hey, hey, hey, hakuna matata," said chilled.
"What? I don't even know what that means?"she said frowning.
"HAKUNA MATATA MEANS NO WORRY!"Katrissa and I sung.
"Shuddup you guys! I'm trying to drive!"Claude said annoyed.
"Awww, Claudie. Don't use language like that!" Katrissa said as she turned to him. Katrissa always acted as if she was Claude's mother, 'shielding' him from the world.
"I feel like a mother."Katrissa said after a little while.
"Except you're not he one having to deal with us, Claude is."I said unimpressed.
"But I kind of a-"
"Aaand you're not driving."Suki added.
"AND IF YOU WERE I WOULDN'T LET YOU! I WOULD RATHER DIE BY CLAUDE'S HANDS!!!"I shouted as we almost smashed into another load of traffic lights.
"Where do you want to go?" Claude asked.
"Chatswood. We'll go there and scurry around for supplies, and we might find the others there. I tried to text the others but I've got no reception."I said as I held up my thick bright blue phone.
"Chatswood it is then."Claude said happily as he made a sharp turn, a loud screech from the tires attracting zombies.
"DRIVE!!"We screamed as Zombies came chasing after us, some getting a firm grip on the car.
"I AM!!!"he shouted back.