Bulchewski High School.Chloe’s POV.I never knew the smell that radiated from the toilets would ever be more pleasant than any other thing. I exhaled through my nostrils and inhaled as little as my lungs would allow. No matter how much time I’d spent out of the safety of my classroom, I couldn’t get used to the rotten smell that filled the air. Although this floor was relatively better, the smell of blood was still strong. We were hurdled in the corridor that led to the toilet, the lights were off and there were no windows streaming light in. It was perfectly secluded for us to hide in until we figured out how to get into the class and check if Kira was in the storage room. Bang! I held my chest to slow my heart rate. ”There’s nothing coming for you, Chloe.” I muttered to myself reassuringly. The duo of flesh-eating monsters dragged their feet along the floorboard, occasionally bumping into each other and releasing snarls and guttural groanings from the classroom. They’d been l
Bulchewski High School.Chloe’s POV.Michael pushed the second one out the window and fell on the ground with heavy pants. The shrill scream of one of them sent shivers down my spine. I fumbled to open the door as it ran straight for me from the stairwell. Shit! Shit! Shit! The trio from the second floor! The ruckus must have grabbed their attention. I banged the door frantically while looking from the door to the fast-approaching thing. Chris pulled open the door and I barely made it into the class when a cry of pain from Chris was heard. He punched the thing continuously until its death grip on him wore off. Hunter used the butt of his stick to hit it until it fell. We immediately shut the door. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!!” Chris wailed in pain as he held his arm. A huge chunk of meat was missing from it. He whipped his head to us, his eyes were wide with unshed tears. “G-guys?” He crawled closer to us and lifted his arm for us to see. “I… I’ve been bit-” His voice broke. “Y-you
Bulchewski High School.Rachel’s POV.“They’ve been gone for more than an hour now.” Betty broke the suffocating silence as she pushed her round glasses up her button nose. She pushed her shoulder-length black hair back, it was always getting in her face but it was one of the things that added to her charm.“Let’s give them more time, I’m sure they’ll return soon,” Jordan spoke from the corner he was in. His messy blonde hair was much messier today, he had been running his hand through it since they left. He was worried about Chloe.“Yeah, I’m sure they will.” I smiled briefly at him.“They’re probably dead, or crazy like the rest of the people out there.” Mabel spat.“Excuse me?” I turned towards the blonde dumb bitch we’re now stuck with.“Let’s be honest, there’s no way they are going to survive out there. They have nothing to defend themselves with and even if they did, these m..monsters don’t die.” She sighed. “If I were you guys, I’d accept that they’re dead.”“You’re saying tha
Bulchewski High School.Edward’s POV.“Babe!” Mabel threw her arms around me. “I was so worried about you.” She pulled away with a pout. “But you’re alive! I’m so happy.” She wrapped me in an even tighter hug. I suppressed the annoyance I felt and hugged her back. She didn’t do anything wrong, but I couldn’t help but feel irritated whenever she was around me.“Worried?” Caleb scoffed. “You didn’t care about him until a few minutes ago.” He muttered.I detached myself from her with a smile. “I am sorry for worrying you.”She sighed. “I understand you wanted to help that bit- Chloe, your sympathy is something I’ve always admired.” She said sweetly.“We admire what we don’t have.” Caleb piped up and I tried my best not to chuckle. She sent him a sharp glare and I used the distraction as an opportunity to step away from her.Chloe and Kira were with Jordan and Rachel, they were discussing in hushed voices while Kira rested on her sister. Chloe has been quiet but Kira was much more quiet,
Bulchewski High School.Edward’s POV.This building was separated from the rest of the school buildings. It was also the closest to the fence and a straight path that takes you straight to the gate. The fence was made with solid blocks and it was quite high too but with cooperation, we could easily jump over.The only problem is, that there were too many uncertain factors. The first is, what awaits you at the other end and how do we move from there on? That’s why we decided to use the longer method, the straight path method. The plan was simple.We’d scout the path from the top floor to see how chaotic the whole place was. Thankfully, it was not as chaotic as we expected. Hunter and Michael were easily the strongest and fastest so they’d lead along with Chloe.I would be at the end along with Jordan and surprisingly Rachel. Kira and Betty who proved to be the weakest would be at the centre, protected from both sides. We’d tread carefully through the bushy path that leads to three key
Edward’s POV.She hit my arm for the umpteenth time with a sharp glare. “Why the hell did you think it was okay to die?” She whisper-yelled.Because I was reminded of my darkest moments until I saw you. I thought to myself as I drank in every feature of her lovely face. Although she had a scowl at the moment, she was still beautiful, almost too beautiful.Right after the bus passed I told Caleb and Mitch to go to the gatekeeper's house and rejoined them after locking the gate. I had missed being breakfast for the swarm by a mere second. Whenever I was late and had to sneak in, I’d follow through his place.If my thoughts were free of the trauma my mum had put me through and I planned to live, then I would have remembered earlier. But at least, I remembered, no matter how late. Chloe had been hitting the same spot since we reunited with them and reprimanding me as quietly as she could when mad.She figured out what I was previously up to when I told her goodbye. She hit the spot again,
Chloe’s POV.The bus was quiet as we drove into the street of the police station, it was a mess. There were cars left open, dropped bags and forgotten shoes, papers and overturned motorcycles, blood stains and torn ligaments from what used to be people.It was a no brainer, the infection had reached this place. It made my heart pound with fear at the countless worst-case scenarios that passed through my mind, none of which were in our favour. My hand gripped the rail tightly till my knuckles turned white.I pushed the saliva down the huge lump that had formed in my throat as the bus slowed to a stop. “You need to see this,” Michael said in a low tone, his voice was cold but the lingering disbelief drew my attention.I forced my quivering legs up. They were numb beneath me as they trudged to the front of the bus. A whimper escaped my lips as I took in the scene before us. There were several grown-ups now turned, lined in front of the police station.Upon hearing the sound of the bus, t
The Gomez Family House. Chloe's POV. "Wake up Chloe! You have to get ready for school." My sister's chirpy voice drawled as she shook me violently. I groaned and snuggled further into my bed out of her reach. "I'll be up in a minute" I croaked. "Chloe!!" My mum yelled. "Just give me five more minutes..." I cried back and covered my head with the blanket. I was anything but an early bird, my mum and sis were but that's not the worst part, they rarely had naps. Terrible right? I had two psychopaths living with me cause how does one not take naps?? A cold breeze hit me and my toes curled up immediately -my blanket was snatched from me. My eyes shot up to glare at the perpetrator. "Kira, if you don't want today to be your funeral, I suggest you give me back my blanket." She smirked and feigned thinking. "Hmm... Nah, I'll pass." She stuck out her tongue. Her cheerful laugh filled the air as she ran out of the room. Mad by the fact that my sleep was cut short I stood up with a warc