Girl Vs. Apocalypse

Wake up call

I awoke to the stench of rotting breath, sitting up in a panic I checked my own breath. Turns out I panicked for no reason, like zombies even exist. I stole a glance at my alarm clock the time read 4:26 I still had about another hour and a half to get to sleep before I had to start getting ready. I flopped back down onto my bed frustrated, pulling my blue hair out of its bun and fanning it out around me.

I didn't realize I fell asleep again until I heard my alarm blaring again. The warm water washing off the feeling of sleep. I lathered the strawberry shampoo on my head and watched the light blue bubbles slide off my body and pool around at my feet.

I hopped out and put on some leggings and an old sweatshirt from my dadś old college basketball team and took off down the stairs for some breakfast.

I toasted a bagel and lathered it in cream cheese watching as it melted around the crispy edges of the blueberry bagel. Once finished I went out to my car and went to school.

I pulled into the nearest parking spot I could find and pulled my bags out of the car and onto my shoulders. With snow crunching under my feet I made my way to the Senior Hall and to my locker where my boyfriend and best friend were bickering about something.

¨Hey¨ I said to the two but they didn't even notice me they just continued to argue so I pushed past them and to my locker where I put in the combination and started to unload books until I felt a familiar pair of arms wrap around my waist and pull me in. ¨Hey¨ I said again leaning my head back until i felt it hit his chest. ¨Hey¨ Martin said back, pressing a small kiss to the top of my head. I flipped off Amy as she made a fake gagging sound.

¨I hate you, you know that?¨ I asked her

¨Of course you love me¨ she said back with a shit eating grin on her face.

I turned back to my locker to get out the calculus book I was going to need after art. With that I slammed my locker, re-locked it, and returned to my little group. Locking hands with Martin I walked him to gym class sending him off with envious looks my way from the cheerleaders. It's not my fault he's gorgeous. 

I walked by myself to art and took a seat in the front of the classroom waiting for class to begin when an alarm bell sounded through the school warning everyone that a lock down drill was in order I shuffled to the back of the classroom making sure I was on the outside in case things went to shit, I was out first. That was when the first scream tore through the small school building.

Some girl next to me started crying and I scoffed. Wimp. My teacher finally came into class calmly and slowly.

¨What's going on?¨ asked a student maybe a freshman. Mr. Wilzowski wheeled around and shot him a look. His skin was sickly pale and had a yellowish tint to it.

¨U-um, Mr. Wilzowski?¨ I managed to stutter out ¨are you feeling okay?¨

His menacing face came to look at me, he had something red and clumpy on his teeth and I was hoping that it was just a strawberry from his breakfast. Then he sulked back to meet me in the middle of the classroom when I backed up enough to be against a cabinet, when he lunged at me, I had just enough time to move out of the way as he smacked his face against the cabinet I was up against. I ran across the room hoping to get as far from him as possible but he still came after me. I grabbed an exacto knife from the desk next to me and turned as he lurched towards me, his eyes sallow, just as he did I jammed the knife into his eye entering his brain, resulting in his body to go limp and him fall to the ground. I felt sick after thinking it was just the adrenaline wearing off, but in fact it was my breakfast coming up to make an appearance

¨What's going on?¨ I asked after retching all the contents of my stomach onto the floor beside the corpse of my old art teacher.

¨Well i think it's a zombie apocalypse.¨ said a girl maybe a junior or younger.

¨WHAT?!¨ I shrieked ¨That is impossible¨

¨I know, I know it's a ridiculous thought, but i just...¨ she trailed off, her face red from embarrassment. 

I sat and pondered what was going on, what was up with Mr. Wilzowski? 

I didn't even notice the large group of kids forming around the deceased art teachers body. What had I done? Had I really killed him, or was this all just some weird dream. I looked down at the exacto knife and my hand, tightly clenching the weapon, caked in oxidized blood. I looked around at all the tear streaked faces of freshman and even some seniors I didn't even recognize.  I stood up, clenching the knife harder in my hands. 

¨I'm going to go see what's going on.¨I said to the class, ¨When i leave lock the door and don't let anyone in.¨ And with that I slipped out the little art room and into the hall when I heard the door click, indicating it was locked behind me. No going back now. 

As i walked through the blackened hallway i could see other lights on in the wood shop and band room.  But it didn't prepare me for what i saw in the gym. There over someones body was a figure, he was grunting and digging his hands and face into the tissue of the persons stomach. As the figure was eating out of the body the persons face flipped and there lifeless, I saw Martin, his eyes were lifeless and his head was bobbing around as the ting above him ate his organs. I screamed resulting in the figure above my deceased boyfriend t o rear its ugly face at me. he was a sickly gray shade with an undertone of yellow and his mouth and hands were drenched in blood. His blond hair was matted to his forehead in sweat and something else i didn't want to know about. 

That's when he limped over to me at the far end by the basketball hoops,  I was too frightened to fight  think properly until the man was almost atop of me when i lost it. I took out all my rage on the boy. Slashing, stabbing anything to let my fear, out. I finished the deed with a final jab to the eye. Along with the six other stabs to his face in general. when i walked over to Micheal's body and finished him, stabbing him right through the eye and saving him from turning.  I realize now, this is the zombie apocalypse and only I can save myself. 

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