It was no surprise that the school was chaotic, but today was far more worse. No one knew this day would come, except the creator of it.
Celina placed her finger on the binder of the books as she made her way at the end of the shelf. Alisha on the other hand, sat at their table, sketching her library crush. The girl whipped her head towards her direction and Alisha had quickly looked away. She facepalmed in embarrassment seeing that she drew a line across her face at the time of being flustered.
Someone had pulled the chair beside her and Alisha jumped, clutching her chest. "Jeez, who the fuck spooked you," Celina looked at her confused. "No one, no one," Alisha laughed it off, closing her sketch immediately.
A faint scream was heard in the back causing a disruption to the librarian that was currently checking out books. Alisha scooted closer to Celina, nudging her, "They probably got their period." Alisha remarked and Celina only scrunched her eyebrows in disgust.
Everyone in the library awaited for whoever the culprit was, to show themselves. In which they did. People gasped seeing the sight of blood run down their mouth.
"It isn't halloween yet dumbass," someone hollered and others laughed. "Isn't that Mr. Weston's daughter," Celina questioned.
"You mean like the science teacher?" Alisha added on and Celina nodded.
One of the big shot jocks made its way to it. Aren't you an ugly little thing," He chuckles at his clever insult. The sound of bones cracking, more so the amount was not normal.
Both Celina and Alisha had this gut feeling that something felt off. It wasn't a prank nor a party trick. It was confirmed when the guy yelled in pain.
Everyone started screaming, making their way towards the exit seeing that Mr.Weston's daughter had taken a bite into his neck. Celina was quick to react, Alisha on the other hand could not move.
She attempted to stand up but instead she fell to the ground. By the span of a second, zombies were real. And at the end of the book isle Alisha was visible in, one made their way towards her.
She had tears forming and closed her eyes shut, her breathing already rapid. "Alisha get the fuck up, we're literally going to die," Celina scolded her hyper emotional self.
She took her by the arm and they ran out, making their way upstairs to their last class.
Hell broke lose. On their way there people were yelling, screaming and god knows what else. Alisha focused on someone being tackled to the ground, their hand reaching for her in pleads of help.
"What the fuck is going on," Celina placed her hands on her hand once the door locked. Yet they weren't alone in the classroom.
"Can you, I don't fucking know talk softer?" Slater raised his head from the nap he was taking. Celina scoffed at his calm state.
"It's not like I can," she pointed towards the window once another scream was heard.
"Holy shit," Slater muttered to himself.
Jazz had her airpods in, the stall door closed behind her. She turned the faucet to wash her hands and fixed herself a bit in the mirror.
Her music blared. She was no where near close to watching her surroundings. She hummed along to the song she listened to, placing her hand on the door. She shook it, noticing it was locked.
She banged on the door causing everyone to jump. Alisha started crying all over again, huddling her knees. "Who is it," Celina spoke as she inched closer to the door.
"Jazz stupid," To Celi, she sounded fine, calm. They had open the door and Jazz made her way inside. She took one of airpods out, "What's going on?"
Celina rolled her eyes as she was busy trying to close the door. Someone's arm stopped her. The sounds of thrashing and not humanely sounds were heard on the other side.
"Celina you dumb bitch do something," Slater said as he backed up against the window. "Easy for you to say," Celina pushed the door with all her might but it wasn't enough.
Alisha was starting to get a panic attack, Jazz already concerned for the four of them. "Fuck this shit," Slater abruptly says and grabs the broom beside him.
He makes his way to the crack of the door and forcefully stabs the arm of the zombie out. "Piece," stab, "Of," stab, "Shit," the broom had gone through it's arm.
Spewing blood into slaters clothes. Celina swears she almost gaged. The process of removing it was much worse but luckily the zombies arm had fallen out so the door officially closed.
