The Living Dead (walking dead fanfic)

chapter one

(Danni's POV)

I tapped my pencil on the desk in my class room. Time was going by so slow. I had a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. I believed in everything. The zombie apocalypse, vampires, werewolves everything. Thats why I have a certificate to carry around a gun which I keep on my back pack secretly. And I have a pocket knife on my pocket at all times. Something was bothering me. This day was just too off. Way to off. The weather was all screwed up. It was January and its hot as can be. And the air... stunk, something was no right here and I was keeping my guard up.

The stupid bell finally rung and I walked out of the classroom and sat down at the usual spot outside my third period with my friends. My back pack close to me. My friend Emma next to me. Her boyfriend/my friend Larry next to her and on the other side of me was Gaby. My best friend. Then standing in font of me was my boyfriend Brandon. I smiled. "Hey Danni baby" Brandon said. He had short dirty blond hair with green eyes. He was tall. Towering over me at 5'7, me at 5'3. Especially since I was sitting and he was standing. Then I heard a weird noise. It sounded like snarling. I looked and saw something weird. It looked like a human. But it wasn't human. The skin looked all decayed. My eyes widened when I realized what it was. I ran back to the group and pointed at the herd. Gaby gasped and Emma stared. Larry blinked a couple times and Brandon was in too in shock to do anything. "Come on inside Maruyama's now" I said, everyone ran into class rooms. We all sat in there with a bunch of other kids. "Sh! Sh! You'll attrack them to the school" I said. Every one quieted down. Me and Brandon quietly put desks in front of the door.

Everyone crowed together on the floor. We heard the gate of the school rattle. I pulled myself closer to Brandon burying my face in his chest. Then I heard things breaking. And things falling. A tear ran down my face. I heard snarling and growling. Then...oh lord...screaming. Things tearing. "Fuck Brandon" I whispered. "Shhhh" He said softly. I was crying silently. My back pack close to me. I saw them. There wasn't that many, just enough to need a few people to defeat. But me Gaby, Emma, and Larry are the only ones prepared. And I only have two weapons.

Walkers were hitting the windows. Someone whimpered...loud. I shut my eyes tighter as I heard them starting to claw at the window. I crawled to emma. "Find something sharp and be prepared to use it" I said barely above a whisper. I told the same thing to Gaby and Larry. They all grabbed scissors. I looked at Brandon. I handed him a knife. "What the hell are you guys doing?" Some one said. A zombie hit the window harder. "Saving your guys' asses" I replied annoyed. Some walkers started pounding on the door. I looked at my group, they all nodded. We were prepared for any thing.

*****9 months later****

Me and Brandon trudged through the ruins of Manteca. Looking for a store. "What about the dollar tree?" He asked. "Gaby said check ride aid and if there was nothing there then we all would take a trip farther away" I replied. Brandon sighed. "Why do we-" I cut him off. "You know what Brandon? Do you realize how many times Gaby has saved our asses because of one little decision? Gaby knows what she's doing better than any of us, so you need to learn how to shut the hell up" I said. He looked at me. Then nodded slowly. We continued walking. I saw a walker and stabbed it. It fell to the ground. We walked into the ride aid. I held my knife tight, We grabbed bags and filled them up with food we didn't have to cook. Like Twinkies and stuff. We entered my house that had to be cleared out do to certain things. I ran to my little brother and handed him Cheetos and brisk tea. i sat down next to Gaby. She had long brown hair that was tied into a pony tail.

I heard the gate open. I whirled around an looked out the door, I recognized the person coming in. it was Huntter. A heavy set white boy with blue eyes and straight blonde hair. He limped to the house. I sighed. I quietly opened the door and went to close the gate. Once we were back inside I pushed him on the couch. I was fuming but was to mad and sad to say anything. I checked him for bites and nothing was wrong but his right ankle was swollen. I fixed it up and plopped down next to my little brother. "What now?" I asked. "I don't know" Gaby said and went to sit next to the window to take a watch.