Broken Shards (Complete) (Editing soon)

Do it like the Zombies do

The courtyard

Zed: Zed for prez! Vote Zed for prez, because I'm a zombie, not a zom-can't-be.
Harper: Dude that is so cheesy.
Eliza: Okay, here's our platform. We fight for zombie toppings on pizza in the cafeteria.
Zed: Right.
Harper: Good choice
Eliza: Get Zombie tongue taught as a second language.
Zed: Good.
Harper: Wait! Its not already?
Zed: Harper you need to get out more.
Harper: That's what everybody says
Eliza: And how to overthrow your oppressors after school club.
Zed: Eliza.
Eliza: Sorry, right. Don't over promise.
Harper: How many people would join that club besides you and me, E?
Eliza: I don't know.
Zed: But more importantly, we allow zombies at Prawn.
Addison: Good luck, Mr. Future President.
Bree: Hey Zed, did you hear? Addie's being tested for captain, and she gets to run cheer practice tomorrow.
Addison: It's not a big deal. Okay, it's huge.
Lacey: A huge chance to fail!
Harper: Hey! Stay out of this you Bucky wannabe!
Bree: If Addie aces this practice, oh my gosh, she's so going to be cheer captain once Bucky wins. He's so gonna win, because you know, elections, they're just like these big old popularity contests. And Bucky is super popular. So... what?
Zed: Thanks, Bree.
Harper: You and I will have a talk later on not saying things in an election.
Addison: I know it's weird I'll only be cheer captain if Bucky's president, but...
Zed: No, that just means neither of us can lose, because one of us is going to get what we want. And I can live with that.
Addison: Me too.
Harper: *Gag*
Addison: You'll do great, Zed.
Bongo: Zed for prez! Zed for prez!
Student: Thank you.
Speaker on a van: Shish, boom. Bucky Buchanan for president. A vote for Bucky is a vote for cheer-fection.

In the Hallway

Willa: These sheep just let us in? Baaaad idea.
Wyatt: We agreed to play nice.
Willa: Oh, this is me being nice. Now let's find that moonstone.
Zed: With cheer fans in Bucky's camp, and zombies and the football team in mine, the school's split right down the middle. Werewolves are the swing vote. Wolves are key to winning this election. But you know winning over the wolves is going to be hard.
Harper: No. Opening a jar is hard. Convincing a pack of wolves is like mission impossible.
Zed: Trust me, I got this. We're going to win the wolves votes, and more.
Harper: *Mutters* Thats what Mom and April said.
Zed: We just have to show them how to fit in, like us. Easy.

In the library

Addison: Okay, this is a little bit weird.
Bree: Hey, that dog just ate my homework!
Harper: *Walks up to the duo* Bree there is a difference between dogs and wolves
Willa: *Throw books on the table* Lies!
Harper: Holy! *Falls out of chair* (Me tho)
Willa: These history books claim werewolves attacked Seabrook settlers. But they struck first and stole our moonstone.
Addison: I'm sorry, I didn't know that.
Harper: Yeah, thats what my great grandparents said happened.
Willa: There's a lot you don't know.
Addison: I know the alarm's going to go off if you don't check out those books.
Willa: *Throw necklace at alarm*
Harper: I wish I could do that!
Wyatt: Our necklaces have a way with electronics.

Zombie Town

Willa: Useless. None of these history books say where the moonstone is hidden.
Zed: Win the wolves' vote, win the election. Easy.
Harper: That what he says
Zed: *Glares at Harper* Hello wolves, allow me to introduce myself. I'm Zed, zombie, football star, presidential hopeful. *Holds out hand to shake* ...Okay.
Eliza: When zombies first came to Seabrook, we were outsiders, too. Which is why you need a great president like Zed to represent you. We'd be honored if you guys joined us.
Harper: They may not be an outcast, but I still am so...
Wynter: Our pack is our pack. We don't need anyone else, so...
Zoey: Who doesn't want more friends? Underneath all that fluffy hair, I bet you're a real softie.
Wynter: I am a mean, mean werewolf, kid. I am tough and rough.
Zoey: Aww, you said "ruff." Like a sweet little puppy dog. Ruff, ruff!
Wynter: We are beasts of the forest, we will never be tamed. Oh boy. Oh wow, that's great. Oh wow. Sorry.
Harper: *Chuckles*
Willa: *Glares at Wynter* We're nothing like you zombies.
Eliza: You sort of are. Your necklace is powered, right? Kind of like an organic Z-band.
Willa: You're smarter than he looks.
Eliza: Thanks.
Zed: That necklace keeps you from fully wolfing out?
Willa: The opposite. Our moonstones make us our true werewolf selves.
Zed: So without it you'd be human?
Willa: No, we'd die. We'd be nothing.
Wyatt: Imagine how alive you'd feel if you didn't have to tamp things down. Hold back your true selves.
Eliza: Actually, I've got this theory
Harper: Here we go again *Eliza smacks her head* Hey!
Eliza: Anyways zombies might've evolved beyond their need for Z-bands.
Zed: Z-bands are great. They help you fit in. And I think you guys would have a much better time at Seabrook if you just followed in our footsteps. Join a club, play football. I'll even teach you how to tackle. Just lighten up. Be more like us.
Harper: Oh boy...
Zed: 🎵Do it like the zombies do Brush your fangs when you wake up Comb your hair, do your makeup Sleep at night, don't stay up Do it like the zombies do Don't stand out when you're fitting in When in doubt, do the opposite
Wyatt: Don't listen to him
Willa: He's a hypocrite
Zed: Do it like the zombies do All you've got to do is give an inch Then we gonna take it to the top Do it like the zombies do
Willa: When the moon is full, no howling
Wyatt: Don't run in the halls, no growling
Willa: Let's go to the mall start styling
Both: Do it like the zombies do
Willa: Trim your claws, get a manicure
Wyatt: Cut your fangs, leave it on the floor
Wynter: Now wag your tail like a Labrador
Wolves: Do it like the zombies do
Zed: All you've got to do is give an inch Then we gonna take it to the top Do it like the zombies do Don't stop Do it Stand up, stand up Stand up straight and do your homework Smile a lot when you network Did I mention no one gets hurt? Do it like the zombies do I hope you're open to my advice
Willa: Oh, it's invaluable to us, right?
Wyatt: It sounds like this could be a paradise
Zombies: Do it like the zombies do
Willa: Why should we change They should be like us Yeah He may eat brains but he's got no guts
Wyatt: He's gone insane, yeah, he's acting nuts Come on, we've got moves to bust
Willa: Waaaah
Wolves and Zombies: All you've got to do is give an inchThen we gonna take it to the top Do it like the zombies do Don't stop Do it like the zombies do
Zed: Oh!
Eliza: Yeah, that went badly. No way Zed is getting the wolf vote.
Harper: You don't say.

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