looked prepaired for anything. Jeremy wanted to make sure that the glass would hold. So far, there hasn’t been a problem with it. It must be made of bullet proof glass. He thought. It was time to check on the others. Everyone that was left not guarding the front door, was basically ready to settle down into the classrooms. They were more like regular citizens. They had no wish to take up arms against the undead. They just wanted to be protected. Which was understandable in Jeremey’s eyes. But, he knew that one day they may have to take care of themselves. Even if that means fighting against the undead. It could be even worse than that… It could come down to family and friends. They would have to cross that road when it came. No one wanted to have to do the things that this world was calling for now. But, it seems it brought out the best in people. Forcing them to be something they never thought possible.
Take himself for example. Jeremy was already changing. And this apocalyptic world had just begun. It goes without saying that he definitely has taken this situation by the horns. He had already lead a large group to saftey. And now they would be loyal to him, for saving their lives. This was something that he would not take lightly. Life was something precious beyond measure. And he would protect theirs as long as he could.
As Jeremy made his way up the stair case to check on the civilians, he thought of what life could be like here at the school. If they could make it work it could turn into something positive. They could actually prosper here. For as long as was needed. If help arrived Jeremy thought. He rounded the landing of the staircase and walked up to the first classroom doorway.
‘Did you guys find enough bedding supplies downstairs in the Home Economics classroom?’ Jeremy asked a young girl named Missy. She was standing in the middle of the room laying down blankets for people to sleep on.
‘Yes, I think so. I’m getting the rooms ready for everyone to get some much needed rest.’ Missy clutched at the corners of a blanket she was holding. She threw it out in front of her and held it as it fell down onto the ground. One by one she arranged make-shift beddings for the group. The classroom’s light slowly began to exstiguish. What was recently a loud room with a lot of chatter, was now as quiet as a mouse. Everyone was exhausted. And even though they could still hear the undead scratching at the building, they were confident in the fact that it’s sturdy walls would hold. It was a very impressive building indeed. What a find.
Jeremy decided that he would get some shut eye while everyone else was asleep. He would go back to the pricipals office and go to sleep there. After all, he was entiteled to it… Wasn’t he? If anyone questioned that, they could take it up with him. He was confident in the fact that many of the others would agree to his placement as head ‘honcho.’ For now at least, he could rest. It had been a long day. Jeremy laid his blanket down. He grabbed his bag and laid it down for a pillow. Jeremy slowly laid his body down onto the floor. He laid his head onto the bag and closed his eyes. He could only think of the good things to come of this place. And he would be apart of that. Possibly at the center of it all. Jeremy drifted off to sleep. The sounds of the undead outside were still noticeable. But, it seemed that the group was able to tune them out. Everyone accept the watchmen at the glass doors
on the ground level, were asleep.
Chapter Six: Meeting up
‘I hope that you’re a good driver because there are a lot of them this time. And we can’t afford to let more than a few make it to the car.’ Jason said. He had a matter of fact tune to his voice. He wasn’t taking to Sam very well. He didn’t appreciate her stunt with the music.
‘I’ve got this Jason.’ Sam said.
She smiled at Ian and put the car in drive as she pressed her foot to the gas pedal.
Take himself for example. Jeremy was already changing. And this apocalyptic world had just begun. It goes without saying that he definitely has taken this situation by the horns. He had already lead a large group to saftey. And now they would be loyal to him, for saving their lives. This was something that he would not take lightly. Life was something precious beyond measure. And he would protect theirs as long as he could.
As Jeremy made his way up the stair case to check on the civilians, he thought of what life could be like here at the school. If they could make it work it could turn into something positive. They could actually prosper here. For as long as was needed. If help arrived Jeremy thought. He rounded the landing of the staircase and walked up to the first classroom doorway.
‘Did you guys find enough bedding supplies downstairs in the Home Economics classroom?’ Jeremy asked a young girl named Missy. She was standing in the middle of the room laying down blankets for people to sleep on.
‘Yes, I think so. I’m getting the rooms ready for everyone to get some much needed rest.’ Missy clutched at the corners of a blanket she was holding. She threw it out in front of her and held it as it fell down onto the ground. One by one she arranged make-shift beddings for the group. The classroom’s light slowly began to exstiguish. What was recently a loud room with a lot of chatter, was now as quiet as a mouse. Everyone was exhausted. And even though they could still hear the undead scratching at the building, they were confident in the fact that it’s sturdy walls would hold. It was a very impressive building indeed. What a find.
Jeremy decided that he would get some shut eye while everyone else was asleep. He would go back to the pricipals office and go to sleep there. After all, he was entiteled to it… Wasn’t he? If anyone questioned that, they could take it up with him. He was confident in the fact that many of the others would agree to his placement as head ‘honcho.’ For now at least, he could rest. It had been a long day. Jeremy laid his blanket down. He grabbed his bag and laid it down for a pillow. Jeremy slowly laid his body down onto the floor. He laid his head onto the bag and closed his eyes. He could only think of the good things to come of this place. And he would be apart of that. Possibly at the center of it all. Jeremy drifted off to sleep. The sounds of the undead outside were still noticeable. But, it seemed that the group was able to tune them out. Everyone accept the watchmen at the glass doors
on the ground level, were asleep.
Chapter Six: Meeting up
‘I hope that you’re a good driver because there are a lot of them this time. And we can’t afford to let more than a few make it to the car.’ Jason said. He had a matter of fact tune to his voice. He wasn’t taking to Sam very well. He didn’t appreciate her stunt with the music.
‘I’ve got this Jason.’ Sam said.
She smiled at Ian and put the car in drive as she pressed her foot to the gas pedal.
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