Ignore Jacob, this is what would really happen if zombies attacked!

Jacobs POV

"Shall we?" I say knowing that I have won now that Lauren will not be able to refuse now that Yazmin is here. Steffi and Yazmin are probably the closest pair in room 24, If one of them was away in school the other would be lost for the day.

Yazmin nods and we all make our way back upstairs to where the noise came from, Lauren dawdling closely behind.

We all make small talk as we walk, "So where did everyone go exactly, because there's over one and half thousand people in this school not including teachers, surely if they were all infected the corridors should be swarming with them?" She makes a good point, the corridors are completely deserted other than the odd one or two people.

"Well about a half of the people spend there lunch time outside, so whether they escaped or are just swarming around outside like flys around shit, who knows. There's the odd teacher still trapped in there classroom, dead or alive. Everyone else either escaped or are all crowded in one area." The walkers generally follow one another and end up in large 'packs' as I like to call them. You get the odd one who wonders off and gets lost. Then just wonders around on their own trying to find fresh meat to devour, today known as, loners; dead or alive.

"Wait a second!" Yazmin makes a slow jog for the DT room just a few yards away and peers into the window.

"NO!" She mutters to herself before going into another one of her break downs. The DT room is where all her other mates ate there lunch. Me and Lauren both jog over and just as you can guess, They're gone. Claudia and Sophia where wondering around the room with pale, lifeless faces, moaning and groaning. Marquita sat on a stool with blood draining from her eyes with a half cooked potato shoved into her mouth. Justine laid on the floor in a pool of what I'm guessing is her own blood with all her skin torn back off her arms and legs. Luckily Lauren is away so she may be still alive but what are the chances, we have no idea how far the disease has spread.

Poor old Anna, her hair is scraped back into a side french plat, which oozes with blood. Her eyes are completely black, she just sits there chewing on Justine's flesh. Sometimes Anna sits with us at lunch, maybe if that day was today her fate would have been less, unfortunate.

"Becky? Where's Becky?" Yazmins face brightens up. Suddenly two little eyes peer out from the folder cupboard.

"I'm here!" Becky's voice appears as if from a distance.

The cupboard isn't that far from the door but we have no idea if these 'muttations' can run or not.

"Help me!" She shouts in a whisper.

"Becky... Run," Quietly she sneaks out the cupboard when it appears that our ex-mates are not looking. She moves quick and swiftly towards the door. Thud! Smashing into one of the vices on the side of the table, Becky landed in a pool of Justine's blood in agony. Stupid vices. You were lucky if you survived one lesson without knocking into one.

"RUN!" By this time the mutations were already making there way to Becky's bloody body. We hold the door screaming for her as she crawls along the dirty floor making a trail of blood behind her.

"Just leave without me, it's to late! Save yourselves!" She gives up and just lays on the floor, sacrificing her life for ours. "Just go!"

"No, not without all survivors!" Jacob rushed in and grabs Becky's arm.

"Hurry!" Me and Lauren are frantic as the beasts are only one or two yards away.

He drags her body to the entrance and she gets up thanking Jacob repeatedly. Turning around to shut the door Becky screams as a rather messed up Sophia grasps her blood smothered hand around her wrist. "I guess it just wasn't ment to be, but thank you anyway!" She shuts her self into the DT room locking the rest of us out. The last thing we saw before turning around to run was Sophia, Claudia and Anna diving onto her undead body as the blood and flesh went everywhere.

As we run back to our old mission to find a hopefully-still-alive-Steffi all you can hear are the battered screams of pain coming from the DT room.

A small tear rolls down Yazmin's cheek, "At least she had a desent last memery to go with, at least she knew people cared."