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No one knew as they woke up that day that this particular day would practically be their last. No one knew that this day would almost end the human race. Almost. But not quite. There were only three survivors that I knew of at that time. There were probably more than that who were able to get away, but I only knew of the three then. Those people where Mat, Jared and I. It was mat who truly saved us. We herd it in the middle of our third period art class. The announcement that frantically said- or shouted is more accurate- "All teachers, must lock your doors immediately! Again, all teachers MUST lock there doors immediately! For certain reasons it is important that teachers do this. So teachers, lock your doors-" But then the intercom flickered and then went silent. I was frozen over the drawing I was working on. I forgot what it was. I forced my eyes to look up at Jared sitting across from me. His horror struck eyes were fixed on the intercom. I looked over
to mat sitting to my right. He had a look on his face that looked.... Concentrated? Or was it a look of worry? It almost looked like he knew something. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw Mr. Baily jump up from his desk and lock the classroom door. "Okay," he said. "I don't want anyone to panic. So just stay calm, and stay in your seats."
"Oh my god." mat said under his breath. I turned toward him.
"What?" I asked him. I was totally confused. But he looked as if he knew exactly what was going on. But he was not listening to me. He was staring down at the black table top that had been repeatedly painted, scratched, and marked on.
"It finally started," he whispered. Then his brown eyes came up to look at mine. His expression turned to one of worry as soon as his gaze came to rest upon me.
"What started? Mat tell me." I said with a little volume. Jared then took his eyes off of the silent intercom and looked at us.
"We have to get away from here." he spoke, this time to me.
"What?" this time it was not me who had asked that question. No, the words had belonged to Jaryd. But I did not turn to look at him. I was too confused by mats expression to look away from it.
"Come on, we have to get out now. Right now!" and with that, he grabbed my arm and started dragging me to the door.
"Hey," Mr. Baily shouted at us. "Where are you going? I said to stay in your seats!"
"Do you know what's going on out there?" mat shot back at him. It sounded like a rhetorical question. "Pretty soon, they will start to actually come out, and when they do, you people will probably be stupid enough to still be here in these little tin can portables of yours, and because you weren't smart enough to move when you had the chance, they will catch you. And you will die." What he was saying made no sense at all to me. But before I could think of anything else, he started to tug me out the door.
"Wait!" I shouted. I tried to pull free but he wasn't having that.
"Lacie, we have to move! Were running out of time!"
"Just wait a minute!" I said frantically, and managed to struggle out of his grasp. Mr. Baily looked at me like he was thinking I actually had some sense, but I just rushed right past him. Jared, still sitting in the seat across from the one I used to be sitting in, gazed at me with a.... I guess you could call it a shocked expression. It looked so confused, and afraid and just so totally shocked that it was hard to put words to.
"Come on!" I said to him as I grabbed his wrist and pulled him with me out the door.
"Hey, what are you doing?" he said to me as I continued to lead him.
"I know I can trust mat," I said to him reassuringly."And if he says that we need to go right now, then I'll do that. Just know that I'm going to be bringing you with me." I turned to smile at him. It was a smile full of fear, and confusion, but it was still a smile. He turned up one corner of his mouth in a sort of half smile, but it kind of reminded me of the one I had just worn on my face. Full of confusion and worry.
"We have to hurry, we don't have much time left until they start to show themselves." mats face was wiped clean of any emotion at all. Which was odd for him, because he was one of those people who always have an easily identifiable emotion plastered on their face. He started to walk faster, staring straight ahead. I let go of Jared's wrist so that he could walk easier. I was kind of relieved when he didn't run away.
"Max, tell me where we are going!" I said to him as I hurried to keep up with his pace. Jared did the same.
"Finding a car. Would anyone happen to know how to hot wire one?"
Jared hesitated, but then in a totally confused voice, said," Um... I do." if I weren't so afraid, I would have rolled my eyes. I can't believe he knew how to hot wire a car. That was SO Jared. But why did we need a car anyway? None of us were even old enough to drive. But before I could ask, he suddenly stopped abruptly in front of a white Honda.
"We can take this one." he said mostly to himself, and smashed out the back passenger window with his elbow. I jumped back as the glass hit the asfault where I had just been standing. "Sorry." he mumbled. Jared steped back with me and took my hand. It comforted me, but not very much.
"Jared?" max called over his shoulder.
"What?" jared responded in a startled way, wile at the same time letting go of my hand. It smacked against my thigh numbly.
"I need you to hot wire the car so we can actualy drive it." his voise was a monotone. No emotion.
"Um, okay." he said, sounding unsure. He opened the door on the drivers side and climbed half way into the car. He took out all the matts, and even the floor pannel. Under it, there were lots of wires, and he fidled around with them- cutting one, then ataching another to a diffident one- untill it seemed as though he had done his job.
"Get in." max ordered. Jared and I got into the back seat wile max tryed his hand at driving. He threw the car into reverce, and backed out of the parking spot. I had to admit, he made a pritty good driver for a 12 year old. Jared took my hand again. It didn't really make me feel better, but it was nice. But think about it, would you feel comfortable if you were in a car with a 7th grader driving you to god knows where and won't tell you what's going on?
"Okay max," I said, breaking the silence. "I've done what you have asked, now tell me what's going on."
I whached max turn around and go back inside. I tryed to move. I tryed to run back inside the house and go back up to the third floor where it was safe. Well, safer. But I couldn't. I looked down at the zombie, laying there on the street, there was blood every where. Even on jared and I. "laci, are you coming?" I herd him ask. His voice sounded far away, even though he was standing right next to me. I started to get dizy. My fishon started to fade out until every thing was black. I felt air rush past me, and then I hit the ground. It didn't hurt, but it felt kind of weird. I was starting to fade out, but before I did I herd jared gasp," oh my god." I herd footsteps.
"What happoned to her!?" max demanded."I don't know, I think she might have fainted." I couldn't tell what they where saying any more as I fell deeper into the blackness.
At first when I woke up, a had no idea what I was doing here, how I got here, or what had even happoned. All I knew, was that I was with the two people who understood me more than anyone else probably would. And then it all came into focus. I opened my eyes to jared smiling at me in the sweetest way imaginable, and max also smiling at me with an expression that looked like he was saying, "thank god your okay."
"Welcome back." he said to me. I was about to say something to him, when I realized that jared had even more blood on his shirt, and a huge bandage on his shoulder.
"what happoned to you? are you okay!?" I felt worried. But when he blushed and looked down, I thought he probably did something really stupid to himself by accident.
"I told him to hold my gun wile we where getting you in here and he accidentaly shot himself." max replyied when jared wouldn't. He said it almost like it was no big deal.
"You have got to be more careful!" I told him sternly. He rolled his eyes at me.
"We are in the middle of the zombie apocylips and your telling me to be careful."
"Ya I am." at this we all started laughing. I looked at both of their faces. I needed them to be careful. They where all I had left. The laughing came to an abrupt stop when we herd the moaning from the zombies getting closer. "Okay, you were right about the zombie apocylips after all." I atmitted to max feeling really stupid.
His eyes turned angree. "Ya, why were you stupid enough to leave the house any way!? And leave it un armed?" he said. I guess I deserved this.
"Well, I hadn't seen any zombies, and the only place I have ever herd of a Zombie up riseing is in bad horror movies. I thought you had gone crazy or something, so I desided to leave."
He looked exasperated. "Just don't do it again okay? Just about gave me a freeking heart attack."
I glansed out the window at the street outside. It had zombies all over it. All coming this way. The really sick part was that I could actually name some of them. There was the post man coming tward our direction, I saw that lady who lived in the appartment house two doors down, a kid from the neiborhood who rode his bike up and down the street. But some of them- it was probably most of them- where walking to my house. A few where even banging on our windows.
"Um, max? Those things are trying to get into the house."
He looked outside. "that reminds me," he began. "I need to teach you two how to use a gun."
"what?" I asked shocked."me?"
"ya, you and mr. Einstine over there. You need to know how to defend your selves. But right now," he picked up a little hand gun and ofered it to me. " I'm just going to have to trust that your aim is okay."
I stared, horified at the pistol he was holding out to me. I looked up at him. When he saw that I wasn't going to take it, he plased it in my hand, and cureled my fingers around it. "Wait!" I said franticly. "can't you just have jared do it? I don't know how to use a gun!"
"well, I don't think that he is in the best shape right now." we both looked down at him. " besides laci," he continued."you have to learn to look out for yourself." I continued to stare at him. Totaly horified. "Alright," he said as he stood up. I was still lieing down with a blanket over me. He yanked the blanket off, and pulled me too my feet. I griped the gun the way I thought you were supposed to. I looked at jared still sitting down. He looked at me with worried eyes. "Come on." mat said as he towed me to the frount door. He put his hand on the knob.
"Mat," I said. "I dint know how to use this thing."
" it's not that hard, you've seen movies, just aim and pull the trigger."
"But mat-"
" we don't really have time to argue." with that, he pulled his own gun out of where ever he had been keeping it.
"Just try not to shoot me okay?" he said, and then threw open the door.
i looked at laci, put bolth of my hands on her shoulders
"do your best, remember aim for the head"
"but-"
"just try laci" i ran out gun in hand, i aimed for the head of a zombie i missed as another one of the zombies knocked me to the floor. there was a huge bang as the head of the zombie leaning over me exploded. i sat up and laci had a satisfied look on her face and was yelling.
"yes i got one, i got one, take that zombie!" i looked to the right of her
"laci look out!" a zombie was closing in on her, then i heard a yell
"get away from my girlfriend!!" i saw jared lift his pistol as he ran out of the building, he fired. the zombie next to laci fell to the ground with a thud. he ran to her and gave her a big hug. at this point i realized that i had a sharp pain in my ankle.
"laci, laci!!" she looked at me concerned.
"help" she ran over.
"are you okay mat?" she asked panicly.
"i think i sprained my ankle" i replied.
"come on" she said in a anoyed tone. she grabed my arm and put it arond her shoulders and helped me get up and walk back inside the house.
" that was not the best idea" i said. jared looked at me.
"no duh sherlock"
"shutup" i barked.
"guys stop fighting!" laci yelled as she looked at bolth us us and lead us back to the room on the 3rd story.
Well, it looked like I was now officialy the nurse. After all, if these two idiots keep this up, they were going to be in a fullbody cast soon. We where about a day into the zobie upriseing and already, Jared had shot himself in the shoulder, and mat had twisted his anckel. Oh ya, and i had fainted. So far, we weren't doing so hot. So yes, I was the one who put on the bandaids, and put my arm around them and said it's okay. But it was far from okay. Every night, as I sat up in the third story of my house, I herd the moaning from the zombies out side. And man, zombies never shut up. The only way I could sleep at all, was if I had someone next to me, and I always had reach out and hold their hand to make sure they were still there. Which was why it was almost always Jared, because he got really jelouse if it was mat. I eventualy learned how to use a gun, and so did jared. So we were able to fight off zombies more easly now. In the middle of the second week
of the zombie invation, I went down stairs to gather all the books from both my room, and the little den. I also rounded up some paper, and a few board games that I remembered we had in the dens closet. This made life a little bit more entertaining, because most of the time, we were all just sitting around my third story (it was the safest place). We talked a lot too. One day, as we were talking, we where all practicaly sitting on opisite sides of the room. Jared was sitting infrount of where the stairs led down to the second story. Mat had his back up against the window that looked over the street, and I was sitting in the far courner of the room near where we cept the guns (always loaded just in case). Jared had said something funny and I looked up at him and started to smile. But my expression froze in plase. Because standing over him, located right behind him on the stairs within easy bitting distance was an actual zombie.
"Jared!" I sceamed in absolute horror. He looked at me, starteled. But he had no idea that a blood thirsty zombie was standing right behind him. I reached over, took a loaded pistol, and fired. Thank god that mat had helped me with me aim, because if he hadent, I probably would have blown jareds brained out. But instead it flew past him, and colided with the zombies forhead. Jared turned around and saw the dead zombie lieing on the stairs, and turned his horrified gase back to me. "are you okay!?" I demanded as I ran up to him, and threw my arms around him.
"um... Ya I think so." he said as he hugged me back. I then turned to max. "How did that zombie get in here?" I asked him. His face wad no longer joking like it had been a few minutes ago. Now it was dead serious.
"They found a way in. We have to destroy the stair ways."
I looked at him, not really understanding what he was saying. "destroy the stairs?"
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| MaxReidMcmeekin | i dont give a ****!!!! | 6 | Mar 15 2010, 5:08 PM EDT by Drewblet | ||
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i dont care what you have to say about my writting, yes there are mistakes but i was not the only one writting it, one other person was too thats why names are different!!!!!!!!! and i am good at the story not the mechanics of it so shut up you damn whinney pervs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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| Buggle | Fail | 0 | Dec 20 2009, 4:22 PM EST by Buggle | ||
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Why did you change mats name to max Whos Lacie? Good idea but you kinda killed it You spelt Jared like this but one time you spelt it Jaryd? You are very bad writer
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| MaxReidMcmeekin | hello | 10 | Dec 8 2009, 11:54 AM EST by Kam47 | ||
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hi this page is my novel and my friends novel. please do not edit it with out my permission, thx!
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