The walking dead

Chapter 5 ROTC

I know, I know, the last chapter was sooooooooo short. Sorry, I just got lazy : / Ill write a lot more i promise!

Chapter 5

I stared at the door, the grabbed the handle, took a deep breath, and opened the door to find....

Nothing. Just a leaf that flew past my head. I let out a breath that I didn't know I had held in. What did I expect? Chucky? A giant man eating spider? Voldemort? Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I felt like slapping my self for how scared I had been.

I pulled the strap back up on my shoulder, and walked out. Heading to the truck I noticed a man standing behind it. I could see the top of his head, he had sun glasses on.

"Excuse me," I called, stepping around to the front of the truck," can I help you?" I looked down for a moment, noticing that my shoe was untied. That's when I noticed that the man had come around the side too, and that he was covered in blood, in shock I dropped everything.

The left half of his face was completely gone, his right eye was as well. His right arm was chewed up all the way to his shoulder, blood and tendons dripped, a huge piece fell off. His right foot was twisted and broken, revealing his ankle bone. His teeth gnashed together as a inhuman growl came out.

Screaming, absolutely terrified, I backed away and tripped on my bag, landing on my back. Instantly it was upon me, despretly ( someone please tell me how to spell that, the phone hasn't found me a replacement) trying to bite my face, I held it off with my left hand under its chin, my right reached for my bag.

I'm dead! I'm dead! I am sooo dead! My strength ebbed, and I realized my arm was dropping, letting the walkers face get closer and closer to mine. Please! Oh god, oh my god! Then my fingers touched the straps, I reached farther and just managed to hook one finger on the strap.

That's a lot of weight for one finger to pull, but I slid it a bit till I latched two fingers on, then three, then eventually my whole fist. I pulled it close enough so that I could reach the zipper and pull out a glock. The shot filled my ears and I clenched my jaws down in pain, ears ringing, rolling the body off my to my left.

For a couple seconds I lay there, breathing heavily. Zombies are real. Walkers like from the tv show are real. I just killed one. I almost died. Strangely I felt numb. Like it never happened, like.... It was all in my head. But I knew better.

I got up, and stood there dumbly.

"Miss? Are you okay miss? I thought I heard-" as soon as the man saw the body, and the gun I was holding his face changed to complete and utter horror, and he took a step away from me.

"It's not what it looks like! I swear, it's just-" I didn't have time to finish before he tucked tail and ran. Poor old man, though I better split before he calls the cops.

By the time I got all the bags in the trailer, and started the truck, I could hear tons of sirens. Maybe there here for me? Or...maybe there here for...them. Maybe there's a lot more out there right now. That was a horrible horrible thought to think. Fuck! My friends! My dad said to forget about them, but how could I? I was definitely going back for them, no matter how many walkers were out there!

Decided I pulled out, dreading to see the state of the streets. Blood! Fucking walkers left and right! More than I could handle by myself, but not as many as I had imagined. Several cars had crashed all around. Police cars drove past in confusion. Screaming could not be heard over the screeching of tires, and the smell of smoke and diesel filled the air. What has the world come to? This truly was the apocalypse.

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Max sat at his desk, completely unaware of the whole zombie apocalypse, listening to the quiet drone of his teachers voice. English was no interest of his, instead he stared out the window of the classroom, directly at the soccer field. Earlier, when he had been in acting, supposedly some girl had run off and hopped the brick fence to the far left of the soccer field. No one new who it was, but it brought a lot of buzz to the class.

Someone even claimed that it had been Katie, as if THAT we're possible. Katie wasn't crazy enough to pull off a stunt like that. In fact he knew no one that was crazy enough to do something like that. So who was it?

Max had no clue so he changed the channel to thoughts about Stacy, a very hot and popular cheerleader. She had started flirting with him a week ago, and now he couldn't stop thinking about her. He pictured taking her on a date to the movies, arm on her shoulder, smiling at her, then kissing her, becoming her boyfreind, and-huh what is this? Some kind of commotion was going on down on the field.

The ROTC always we t to the track to run laps around the middle of the class period, it looked like some adult and a ROTC kid were in a fight. Quickly, all the students were up out of their seats and rushing to the windows.

"Oh my god! Is that blood?" Some kid yelled out.

As max watched, the ROTC kids white t-shirt got dark with blood, and he wasent struggling anymore. A blond girl backed away from the window and screamed, several girls joined her in fright. The whole class was in an uproar, even a kid brought out his phone to vine it.

Some police officer ran out onto the field, along with more teachers, everyone was trying to get the man off of the ROTC kid. Then suddenly the man who'd attacked the kid stood up and turned around, revealing his bloody light blue shirt, with guts dripping from his mouth. The ROTC kid was nothin but blood and guts by now.

Everyone in the class screamed as the zombie ( which max was calling it now) attacked the police officer. Max was helpless to look away, he just couldn't tear his eyes away from the death below. He felt scarred for life, in fact he was scarred for life.

Then max realized what he was doing, and backed away from the window. Some girls screamed that there was more of them. The PA system came on, telling all students to remain in class and all students outside the class to go back. They said to remain calm and wait. Then the room was filled with the sound of sirens.

All max could do was sit at his desk, cover his ears, lay his head down, and pray.

Thank u 4 reading and I know this ain't long, but I have a time limit. My dad wants me to get off.

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