Prose

Trouble Part 1

written by: SNOWonPAPER

Journal #1

Connie casserly had reached the end of her rope. She needed a ciggarett and she needed some quiet. The class wouldn't shut up and she had opened yet another rejection slip. She slid to the door ever so inconspicuously and shut it slowly. At the door she also turned out the lights. "amazing" she thought, no one even stopped talking. She moved to the blinds and closed them making the room very dark with only hints of light creeping in through gaps in the blind. NO one stopped what they were doing. Half of the class was still pouring shit out of their mouths at this point, the others were deply concentrated with their myspace pages at the computers in the room. At her Desk Connie Casserly removed a remindton smooth boar punp action shot gun. She aimed at the closest student, a boy named Alex who ran his mouth too much but mainly because of his friend Julian who sat across from him. In a burst of red noise Alex's head exploded turning the rest of his writing group into a miserable mess of gore. Some of her students ran for the door, but Connie was smarter then they. She pumped the shotgun and fired on the fleeing students mowing them down. Then She pumped again raining more pieces of buckshot into the terrified cluster of kids. She shoved more ammo into the gun and filled the class room with fear as she fired at Julian who was amazingly still trying to tell his story to kelly who recieved the next full blow from the gun. One by one more students felt the rath of Mrs. Casserlies deadly arsenal. She pulled a machine gun from the desk that she had brought in a week earlier. The security at Herndon High School was very poor thought the raving lunatic that was Connie Casserly. She began to mow the class down with the gun showing no mercy to even her favorite classmates.
John who had hid in the back corner of the room saw his last surviving class mate fall at his feet, now was the time for action. JOhn pulled his trusty mouseball from his coat. In one swift action he rose to his feet and threw the ball directly at Mrs. Casserly. IT went into her gun which then backfired ending the terror of Connie Casserly. John sat down and pulled the bloody body of Rob off his keyboard and continued to type.

Ten minuets later,

John was in the back of the classroom holding a keyboard as a club. He was holding the keys to Rob's van. His recently dead classmates trudged towards him moaning in agony. John had seen this many times before, they were in course the living dead, the grotesque green skin affirmed this fact and John knew that he had to escape these zombies as they were prone to rebirth. John had watched a fair share of zombie movies and played a slew of zombie video games. The best way to defeat this horde was to hit the heads as he ran by.
JOhn in true Matrix style spun and bashed his way through the mob of students that had once been his class. As he got to the doorway he slmmed it shut on the maroding group. The hallway was no relief. He saw a hispanic boy down the hall shoot a pistol into an oncoming crowd of zombie students.

"hey" shouted John. The boy turned around. "come on." The boy fired another shot into the mass. he ran towards John. The stairway down to the first floor was filling with zombies.
"around the Back" said the boy. John agreed. They sprinted for the back stairs. Around the corner of the back hallway stood Mrs. Reigns an English teacher who was undisputedly the hottest teacher in the school. Brian reached down and pulled her up off the floor. She was crying.
"what are they?" she asked feebly.
"they are Zombies" said john, "and we are getting the fuck out of here."
Down the stairs were more zombies chasing down Tom one of John's friends from theatre. He ducked into the woodshop and came out swinging a two by four. John had never seen the pacifistic liberal fanatic that was his scrawny friend Tom so angry before.
"Tom!" he shouted to his slim and often much less intense friend.
Tom turned towards them, the look on his face said it all. As John turned around he saw the death and distruction that was the parking lot.
The whole group of survivors bolted for the door. People were trying to drive out of the parking lot, others were trying to make a stand. Lukily John had a plan. They had to jump the fence where he would smoke a cig every morning before school.
They ran through the devastated parking lot towards the fence. They did their best to climb over it, it was less then graceful, but they each scaled the fence. After that John's plan ran out. He began to run to the left untill Tom shouted to him. "no man that way is the cemetary, we have to go down drainesville road and up through kingston chase."
The Hispanic boy nodded in agreement. They began to run. Mrs. Reignswas falling behind with John who was a little more heavyset then he should have been for this expierience.



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Robert Snow

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