Stuck in a Zombie Apocalypse... With Him!

I Always Knew a Teacher Would Try to Kill Me.

I sat in science class, trying to focus on my test. But the constant breathing down my neck was really irritating, and frankly, it was starting to piss me off. I turned to the lard-head next to me, "Would you mind looking at someone else's paper for a while." I said to Trystan.

"No, I think I'll keep looking at your paper. But thanks for asking, Elliot." He said stubbornly.

I rolled my eyes and returned to my test. After a couple of minutes, I finished my test and handed it in to my teacher.

I looked at the clock. 'Yes. Only seven minutes until school is out for the day.' I said mentally. I sat back down in my chair.

"Excuse me for the interruption," The principal announced over the speakers, "There was a disturbance reported in the parking lot. We will be on lockdown until further notice. Thank you."

"Great." I mumbled to myself as I leaned back in my chair. Everyone in the classroom groaned loudly.

"There's only five minutes left until school ends. Why can't we just go home?" Trystan whined.

All the students, except me, agreed with him.

The teacher got up, "Fine. I'll ask if it will make you feel better." He picked up the phone, but set it back down. "Strange. The phone is off line." He went towards the door, "I'll be right back." He left the room, and shut the door behind him.

He obviously doesn't know the meaning of 'Lockdown'.

Trystan stood up, "Well, I'm gonna go. Anyone want to join me?"

"The principal said to stay indoors." Angela, who sat in front of me, said in her normal bitchy tone.

"It's probably just some crack head having a panic attack out in the parking lot." Skylar said from the back of the room.

"Yeah, it's probably nothing." His girlfriend, Bristol said as she leaned next to him.

"Still, we may get in trouble if we leave." Angela said.

Trystan walked over to the door, "I don't know about you, but, I'm gonna get the fuck outta here." He opened the door, and looked out both ways. He looked back at us, " You comin?"

Skylar, Bristol, Alex, Angela, Jason, and I all got up and walked out the door. Trystan first, then Angela, followed by her boyfriend; Jason, then Bristol, then Skylar, then me, then Alex.

I honestly had no idea why I even got up. I guess I was so eager to get out of school, I'd do anything.

Alex turned around and faced the rest of the class, "Good luck." We all walked out into the hallways and scattered about getting out of line.

"So... Anyone know what is really going on?" I asked anyone who knew the answer.

"Like I told you, some crack-head is having a melt down in the parking lot." Skylar said.

We all walked to the entrance of the school. "That's strange. There's no one around." Angela said as she looked around the office.

"Since no one's around..." Skylar started. He walked towards one of the filing cabinets and looked through it. He pulled out a folder, and then pulled a lighter out of his pocket. He flipped the lighter on, and lit the folder on fire.

"What are you doing?!" Angela asked/yelled.

"What does it look like? I'm burning my personal record." He said as if everyone knew it.

He tossed the flaming folder into the metal trashcan, and put his lighter in his pocket.

"We should probably get out of here." I said as I made my way towards the exit.