Surviving

Chapter 25

As soon as we arrived at the school everybody was separated. The boys were taken to the cafeteria, and the girls were taken to a small room by the gym. There was an armed guard at the door, and another would come to get one of us every ten or so minutes.

I sat towards the back of the room, away from everybody else. I tried hard not to make eye contact, but every so often the fearful eyes of another girl would catch my own.

Soon, I was the only one left in the room. I sat there, staring at the floor. I stared at it so hard I thought it might crack under the pressure of my gaze.

I jumped hard when a hand was placed on my shoulder, and I looked up to see a guard with kind eyes.

"Let's go," he said. I followed him into the gym, where I was instructed to sit opposite of a young lady in the middle of the gym. The lady smiled as I sat. She held a clipboard, and as I looked around the gym I saw there was a guard positioned at both exits. Figures.

"Hello, sweetie. My name is Gianna," the lady said. "I have a few questions and then you can go with your friends. How does that sound?" I didn't reply, so she just continued. "What's your name."

  "Adira," I said quietly.

"I'm sorry sweetie, could you repeat that?"

"Adira."

"Okay, Adira. Do you have any family?"

"Not any more."

"Well, where is your mother?" Her voice seemed to be full of concern.

"She died giving birth to my brother."

"And your father?"

"Killed by corpses." A tear rolled down my cheek.

"And what about your brother that you said you have?"

"He died on the way here."

"How?"

"He was attacked by a corpse," I choked.

I looked up and saw her scribbling something down on the clipboard. One of the doors opened, and I turned to see Travis walking into the gym. He walked right behind the lady in front of me, and didn't have time to say anything before I was on him. I punched him as hard as I could, punch after punch, taking him down. He didn't try to swing back, only trying to protect his face.

The two guards pulled me off of him, and it was over as quickly as it had started. Travis's nose was bleeding slightly, but other than that he was fine. I was forced back into the chair, and the guards didn't leave for fear that I would attack someone else.

"Why'd you punch him?" the lady asked.

"Because it's his fault my brother's dead."