I look up to meet my science teachers eyes, as he asks me a question. I look around the blank, and white room and meeting my fellow students eyes. Hoping I can remember the question. Too late.22
“Smack” His belt whips my right hand, I quickly pull it back it stings, it burns. Mr.Franco is not the nicest of the teachers here. At Sunimoto Highschool, epically to us freshman. Although I can be blamed, I don’t even try at school it’s all about getting that girl. 33
And I screwed that up she, at the very front of the class well I’m at the back, starts laughing at me. She laughs after I get whipped? Man these hot chicks are crazy these days. Perhaps if this room wasn’t so blank, just desk after another desk head among heads, and one fat-
teacher walking around. 44Not to mention the kids here are jackass jerks. Just as I think that, just as I pick up my pencil to pretend to be writing what ever he is saying. He says that something which causes me to actually listen. “All Things live to Die.”55
Whenever I hear death I shiver, I almost puke on the spot, I do not know why.66
Then I hear a quick “DUCK DYLAN” I look to the right of me.77
And smack in my forehead that stupid
Brian kid nails the paper airplane at me. The Teacher doesn’t even notice he just goes on about what I believe is now tree’s. So I grab it, and wing it at him teacher the stupid football kid. I hit him right in the eye, my hand goes in the air in a fist.88Then it quickly goes right back down, the teacher saw what I did, he sees the wimp and hears him whine as he complains. I don’t even listen to what is being said or the commotion of my peers. I just grab my bag and head down the so familiar hallway. To the office, knowing to well what the Mr.Franco was going to say. Those few but painful words. “Dylan, head to the office.”99
Locker after locker, classroom after classroom I head down the long corridor, at the very end is room 6676. The devil’s lair,
now I get to hear it from Mr.Misson, the Principal. I already know exactly what he’s going to say.1010“Dylan I am very disappointed in you.” But as soon as I get to the door, its locked. Must means some other kid is in their for once. I take a sheet right on the bench beside the door, and most importantly the devils office. I should just ditch right now.1111
(This is the end of Page 1, Draft of The Zombie Invasion. Doesnt seem like it but the plot is beingset, and everyone after a mysetrious message on the speaker thingy goes through the school all well drop dead expect dylan and his crush. Then a story of survival, warfare, romance, fantasy as demons and gods come into play. And Complex, this is the roughdraft, not good copy after i finish a 10page set i will then edit it, and release the good copy of it. This is my first offical story. Please give honest, whole hearted opinons.) -Dustin Jorgensen12
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