"Hey Jesse, are you going to stay after-school? "I said. "Yea sure, I got nothing else to do. You know how I have no life after school" Jesse replied to me. We started to walk to our next class, English class, as we hear a student scream. "It's probably just some sixth grader, God they're annoying" said Jesse. "Hell yea they are, one of them punched me because I wouldn't let him cut in front of me during lunch." So there were more screams, but we ignored them on our way to class.
So by the time we made it to class, there was no one there, this didn't surprise us since we are always the first ones there. So I turned on the lights and Jesse sat down.
"Hey doesn't it seem like a normal day today Jose." He said. "No really, first of all, nobody has come to class in the past 10 minutes since class started." I said,"let's just wait five more minutes and if nobody is here by then, we'll go fine them, okay?" He just gave me a worried look.
Five minutes later, no sign of life besides Jesse talking to himself and looking at pictures of his girlfriend." Jose I think we should go on our of this classroom bro" Jesse said as he got up and put up his phone. I did say that five more minutes and then we'll go look for them, so I just gave him a discouraged nod.
We walked out of the classroom, hallways were dark, that's not usual at all, especially since the school doesn't pay the bills on time. We heard some cold screams but we just assumed that it was still those annoying kids. Then out of nowhere someone is approaching us, they're bleeding, once she got closer, we noticed it was our English teacher. Blood was all over her velvet and sky blue shirt. Her jacket is ripped and her hand looks like it's been bit by someone with a great force or biting.
"Ms. are you okay?" Jesse said in a scared and frightened tone. She ignored him. "Ms?" She ignored him again, this time pacing towards us in a faster walk, kind of like a speed walk. Then she ran towards us. Pacing at us, then she threw herself at me seeing that I was closer to her then Jesse was, I screamed."Help me Jesse!" The teacher started to bite at me but couldn't reach somewhere to bite me since I was trying to hold her off. Then Jesse ran in with a meter stick and hit her head many times until it broke through her skull, there was blood shattered all over the floor, Jesse started to slowly sit down on the floor next to her body, and he kept repeating to himself "I killed her" over and over again. "Jesse!" I screamed at him "get yourself together, that didn't seem like our teacher. She was vicious!" "She was a zombie" Jesse started to repeat. "No way, zombies don't exist Jesse, that's just Sci-Fi stuff messing with your mind." I said. "Right?" This time, I started to feel uncomfortable, not from the dead body of my English teacher, but because who knows, the zombie apocalypse might have just started.
