It was toward the end of 5th period in school when something that had never happened before in the history of the school happened. Of course a fight over a chocolate muffin during lunch never really happened before today ether. So as I walked down the hallway alongside my peers, I automatically assumed that it was a anti- violence assembly. Turns out, it was the beginning of a hell of a weekend. Our principal spoke to us in the cafeteria. He was a portly man, sweating and looking like he was about to collapse. "The a strain of the Ebola virus has mutated to what researchers call the "perfect storm". Us being High school students just sat there confused. Some of the teachers who had read "The Hot Zone" in College let out a gasp. "The virus has already spread, it is estimated that even through of quarantine precautions, it will reach the US in little over a week. There is no cure". Those were the last words I heard from that man before he died. One Week later. Bam! Just like that. I killed my friends, I killed my family. I had a good excuse though, I was just returning the favor. The virus spread like wildfire once it had penetrated the silly plastic bag the US had as a quarantine. The white picket fences stained with blood and a new meaning to having a "hell of a weekend". I can't really say the Military stood around and watched us die; they ran too. It's not like there is nothing to do though. Eat, sleep, kill, did I mention that breaking and entering is legal now? So here I am, sitting in a library, reading a manual on what to do in the event of a zombie apocalypse. Not a bad book. The author had a lot a good points, but I can prove a lot of them wrong now that there are bits and pieces of zombie anatomy all over the place. At least I'm not alone; I've got plenty of company, alive or not. Two Weeks later. I have spent two weeks hiding in the library, usually leaving whenever I had to go find food supplies and weapons on what's happening around. The zombies usually only acted to smell and hearing which made it hard for me to do those types of job alone so one day while I was out looking for food and other type of supplies, I found myself surrounded by around 29 zombies but I was saved by a really strange group. In the group were about 10 people which consisted of 2 adults 1 male and 1 female, 3 teenager girls, 2 teenager boys one of whom I recognized as Jack Ricky, a junior in my high school he was what people called a delinquent always pulling pranks on the teachers and students including myself. And also 1 pre-teen and 2 little twin girls. At the beginning I consider them all a waste of time not wanting to take them with me, but they all proved me wrong many times, well except maybe Jack who always hid when we encountered ourselves in trouble. The only reason we kept him with us was because he was fast and really good at stealth making him the perfect live bait. As much as they wanted me to get closer to them, I always stayed away believing myself to be better off if I didn't get close to any of them. One day as I was about to fall to sleep, I heard something that completely shocked me. " In a week the government will be arriving in this town in order to save those of us who haven't turned." The man had said. " Yes but I don't think Douglas is sane enough, either we kill him or he will kill us." The woman added. I knew things were gonna go this way more than I knew myself, so day by day I slowly started killing one by one killing the 2 female teenagers, then the others leaving the female teen girl known as Meagan Miller,the man, Jack Ricky and the woman. They expected the others were killed by the zombies, planning to leave the library. "Yes they indeed were killed by zombies, but what they don't know is that day by day I lured them outside the library for them to get attacked by them." I said to myself that night as I was on watch out. 1 day before arrival of Government. " what the hell has been happening to us!" Yelled the man in frustration as kicked the trash can. I just sat down holding the shotgun they had given me the day the found me, sitting on top of a book shelf as he run around in frustration. " how could the zombies had gotten to those kids and Mrs. Richard, it just doesn't make sense." He was almost about to burst into tears yelling in frustration. I started to chuckle at his stupidity. "Aren't you being too hard on yourself?" Jack asked him. That question actually made me burst out into laughter, which made them all turn toward me. " What's so funny you maggot?" He yelled at me. I jumped off the book shelf to the table close by pointing the shotgun at him raising my eyebrow at him. "You sure you have time to be frustrated now?" I asked. " aren't the government soldiers gonna arrive here tomorrow?." I asked adding the last question with a bitter tone. " I don't care if they will come or not, but I won't let a fucked up man like you stay in our hideout." He yelled at me. When he said that I started laughing so hard that I felt like pulling the trigger and shooting him but I knew the gun sound would attract the zombies. " Meagan and Jack tie him." I ordered them which they quickly agree and tie him up with the rope we used to climb out of the library window. " You traitors, how can you turn on me? I have kept you 3 alive for the last 3 weeks." He started yelling which annoyed me. The reason I didn't kill Meagan was because her aim was really perfect making her able to shoot from far away, while Jack I just didn't know why, maybe it was because of his speed making it possible for him to run pass some zombies and not even be caught by them or maybe because he was the perfect bait for zombies. " Just like how you were planning on killing me, My friends here have decided to do the same thing to you." I said pointing to Meagan and Jack who had a sinister smile on their face. I knew that this man was a pedophile the moment I met him but I kept quiet not saying a thing, watching as he defiled Meagan and the other girls while Mrs. Richard didn't do anything, just slept ignoring their plead for help. Meagan took out her pocket knife walking over to him grabbing his ears and cutting them off, watching as he scream in horror. We all grabbed our supplies, opening the front door to the library and leaving through the window, looking as the library was swarmed quickly because of the screaming man. I was the last one to leave, watching as he got devoured by them, ripping his throat and guts out, blood being splattered all over as more and more zombies devoured him. I jumped off the window landing beside Meagan and Jack still hearing the scream for help, horror in his voice as he kept on calling for help before the voice die down. We looked at each other. I shrugged what we just did and started walking. " Move on and don't look back." I said to them as we walked. -------------------------------------------------------------- well I'm not sure if this story will be a success or not, but eh I'm trying my best to start writing FF again.