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Iris
My head hurts. So do my feet. My dad’s old shot gun sits in my hand. I’ve been staring out the window for what feels like an hour, it’s probably only been five minutes. The feeling of my feet aching and head pounding brings back that fateful day the day the world changed.
*flashback*
It was 10 o’clock we were all living the dream of partying and alcohol. My feet hurt from dancing. Back then I was just a normal junior girl at the senior prom. I was in AP chemistry. This means that most of the people in my class were seniors. My lab partner was Darius. A really sweet guy. He helped me in class when I would fall behind. I developed a crush for him a week after we met He asked me to prom. A was really excite to attend the senior prom as a sophomore. The night was amazing the prom committee did the cliché “a night in pars” , and it was adorable, starlight's lined the wall covered with sparkles and a big fake Eiffel tower in the left corner of the gym. I mean to be honest it didn’t even look like our sweat ugly ripped up gym. Prom committee did a great job. My dress was an emerald green which went great with my curly blonde hair. It was strapless, it had a thick black strap that went on my waist, and it was slightly puffy near the bottom, which came down to my mid-thigh.
But back to what I was saying. A chubby nerdy kid named Glenn came running in from outside. He wasn’t real a noticeable kid. He sat in the back of classes and basically stayed to himself a lot. But in that very minute he was definitely noticeable. He came barreling through the door. Sweat drenching his face his suit was a sweaty mess.
“THEIRS A….A HUGE ZOMBIE MOB!!” The words came out in a choked up mess. Heart racing I was scared for this kid. I mean even though I didn’t know him I and I still felt bad. But I guess other people didn’t have as much sympathy for him like I did.
“What the hell are you saying grease?” Aaron a jerky senior said. OH that must have hurt. Darius told me how people called him grease because he sweat and eat like a pig. Few people laugh.
“THEIRS PEOPLE! OUTSIDE A BUNCH OF THEM AND THEIR GETTING CLOSER!!!!” glens shouts were easily heard now that the music was stopped and all.
“THAT’S IT!! I AM GETTING THE FUCK OUT OF THIS PLACE!!!” Glenn said in a rush of words and spit. He then proceeded to run out of the front entrance were he came in form.
People looked around. I don’t know if anyone believed him. They probably wish they did now. But then at that moment even the thought of it was absurd. But people still rushed out of the dance to gather outside. It was then that we saw it. A group out in the distance. They were closing in on the dance. Screams were screeched while people ran to cars. My heart stopped my feet felt like lead. I don’t know if I could move. Darius was at my ide the entire Glenn episode. But now, when I felt an arm grab my elbow to drag me away I looked into the eyes of Taven. That was his name. Taven Sewell. He wasn’t really a nice guy, so in that moment as he was pulling me away from the zombie mob, to wherever. I was grateful.
He took me the biggest car I’ve ever seen. Could I even call it a car? More like truck. It was pure white, four doors on each side. The driver’s door looked like a normal car door. But the next two doors were long and seemed to take up two normal doors. And then was the fourth door which was also normal.it looked a lot like a limo. But that was all I could tell as I was pulled into the car. A man or goddess I should say that goes by the name of Harrison Piper was sitting in one of the seats. I didn’t get to ask much question before Harrison yelled
“DRIVE!” to his driver. We started to pull away when I caught a glimpse of a girl. She was running away from a zombie. Her shoulder length black hair was breezing in the wind.
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Science FictionTry to survive the apocalypse. it isn't easy. Now try to do this in a prom dress. But who knows? Maybe They'll survive! or maybe they wont. Iris Winans, Vera Ashlock, Taven Sewell, and Harrison Piper are attending the senior prom. when the zombie ou...