"Have everything you need love? Lunch?" My father asks me, and I answer.
"Check."
"Phone?" Again.
"Check." I smile.
"Blade?" Last one.
"Check, of coarse dad, don't worry." I walk over to where he sits eating his breakfast before big trip to Antarctica for a yearly sweep, I kiss him on the cheek. "I'll see you in a few weeks."
"Alright honey, don't you do anything I wouldn't do." He jokes and we both laugh.
"What wouldn't you do, alright. I gotta go, I'm going to be late, be safe on your trip!" I yell running and grabbing my keys, helmet and my bag. I then run outside. Me and my father do not own any cars we prefer something a bit louder, but never the less faster and easy to get around small spaces.
I hop onto my bike, putting on the helmet and The keys into the ignition, when the key is turned it makes a satisfying roar; I pull out of the drive and make my way toward the school, the hot air of pre-summer grazing across my skin feels amazing, today was going to be an amazing day.
I live in a small town in the south, Mobile, I believe its called. I'm terrible with places, dad once told me before that is was because we had moved so much that my brain was wired to forget names and faces, this was really the longest I've stayed anywhere, it's been a year now.
I pull into the schools lot, people casting dirty looks at me for my vehicle being so loud, I simply wave at them. Obviously not giving any fucks. I park the bike and cut off ignition, taking off the helmet causing my short dyed-blue hair to stick up at all angles a bit, I hop off the bike and hang the helmet one one of the handles. I walk into the school entrance, stuffing my keys into the front left pocket of my shorts.
The halls are pretty bare, no many people come during the last day of school, but hell, I didn't have anything better to do, but I'm also pretty late. Oops. The voice in my head goes, with great amounts of sarcasm.
Going down the hall and taking a turn, an alert sounds from my back pocket, I pull it out and unlock it checking on what the alert is about, big bold letters are on the screen:
Alert: Flu-like illness growing, two more hospitals shut down from over crowding.
Shit. I think to myself, I hope dad does not catch anything, that'd be bad for business. I walk Into the classroom.
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Monsters
HorrorMy name is not importation, most people know me as "Hood." Their has always been the dead, living among us, just in small numbers, Hunters have kept them down to where you would possibly see five a year. Normal people of coarse do not know of the d...
