We're All Dead

Chapter six

Sophie's POV (WHAT OMG)

I honestly couldn't care less about the zombies trying to gnaw my face off right now. Okay... That was a lie. They smell bad and I can't breathe. Also, Chey will probably kill me if I go and die. I blame myself for being in this situation as I caused Alice and I to be late and I knew they would be here.

A hand covers my face bringing me back into reality. I push the hand off and snarl at the zombie - a middle aged woman. I push my hand onto her face to see how she likes it and then realise that that's probably not the best idea. The chick grabs my wrist and tries to shove my hand in her mouth. Yep, definitely not a good idea. Another zombie grabs my free arm and goes to bite my skin off. I twist in a way that I never knew I could twist and release my arm from his shaky grip. The woman still has my wrist though.

"Honestly, lady," I say to her. "You've been trying to eat my hand for a while now. I'm starting to wonder if you are actually a zombie. Did you fail at life as much when you were human?"

She didn't take that well. I didn't even know that zombies could hear what you say, but it appears that she can because as soon as the words leave my lips she successfully fits my entire fist into her mouth. THAT IS DISGUSTING!

OH GOD! A zombie has my hand its mouth! Fear pulses through me as I realise this is it. Today is the day that I will die. And return and become a murderer. The woman-zombie clamps down on my hand and I prepare myself to let out a scream but it catches in my throat. There is no pain in my hand and I can't see any blood. The zombie lets out a seemingly frustrated moan and grips my wrist harder. That's when I notice: she has no teeth.

"Oh, lady!" I say, filled with relief. "You need to see a dentist!" With that I bring my foot up and kick her over. She lets go of my wrist and stumbles away from me. I turn around to be faced by a bunch of zombies. Why didn't they all attack me at once? It's like they're lining up. One zombie steps forward and reaches out to me, teeth chattering. Another one follows him.

"Hey hey hey!" I call out. "One at a time! Go to the back of the line!" The zombie, of course, does not obey. I sigh. I am awesome, but I don't think I can take that many at once.

I turn around to be faced by more zombies. Where did they come from? I am stuck in the centre of a circle of zombies. There are no gaps for me to squeeze through and I don't have a weapon. That leaves me with one choice: to scare them away. With this thought in my head think of different methods I can uses. The zombies are getting closer to me, the only reason they haven't reached me yet is because they are stuck pushing against each other, staying in a perfect circle.

I do the first thing I think of: I strike a violent pose and hope that they leave me alone. But not me. They keep advancing on me. I laugh at my stupid idea. Eh, it was worth a try. I glance around for anything I can use to scare to zombies and the only thing that I see is an upturned bucket. There is no way that I can scare off the zombies so I do the last thing that any normal person would do. I run to the bucket which is directly in front of the dead cannibals and step onto it. The zombies start grabbing at my legs and I smile. I have always wanted to do this - preferably not with zombies but I guess that factor doesn't really matter.

"CROWD SURFING!" I scream as I put my foot onto a zombie's shoulder and proceed to push myself up into a standing position. I use the zombies' heads as stepping-stones and slowly make my way to the alleyway that I left Alice in. Alice! I look for Alice and see that she is not there anymore. She probably ran back to the others for help.

After making my way over the moving pathway I drop back onto the ground. That was not half as fun as I thought it would be but I shrug it off. I have to make the most of what I have.Now faced with freedom, I run as fast as I can - not very fast.

I run until I feel as though my lungs have crawled their way out my throat. I have been running for a long time and see that the sun is setting. I sit down next to a tree and rest my head against the trunk, trying to catch my breath again. I knew the rules that I set for myself in case of an event of getting attacked:

1. Never return home straight away - take a long route

2. You get a yummy snack!

I reach into my pack and pull out a water bottle and drink about half of it. After that is done and I can feel the water splashing around in my tummy I look in my bag again for a treat. I remember that I grabbed a chocolate bar at the last grocery shop.

Bingo! I pull out the chocolaty deliciousness and greedily open the bar. I devour it in two seconds flat and sigh contentedly. I allow myself five minutes of rest before I gather my bearings and head back to the others. Chey and Mikey will destroy me! I know they will not be happy with me getting attacked. They always get so dramatic over this stuff. I roll my eyes and decide it's time to go home. I use the tree to help myself up and notice there's a carving in the bark. I look closer to read what it says.

The world is fucked up

-Alice

I wonder if Alice wrote that? Probably. I shake my head and follow the road, recognising the shop I went to this morning where Alice found me. I smile at what she most likely thought of me talking to a 'worker' and showing my pop-tart ID.

It's been an interesting day.

WELL I THINK MY POV IS VERY VERY ENTERTAINING. I AM SO FUNNY.
Not really.
I say bingo too much. I swear I am an old lady at heart. I will honestly force feed you all.

I literally had to go through and un-italics this whole chapter. Like legit. Literally legit.

OH AND DID ANYONE SEE MY MCR REFERENCE. ITS BLATANTLY OBVIOUS SO YOU ALL DID OKAY.