The start
I stared at him. I was so in love with him. My best friend Jasmine nudged me.
“Youre stairing again.” I blushed and looked away.
“Just a little.” I wispered. She laughed at me.
“You know Im obsessed.” I hissed. She giggled.
“Youve been dateing for six months.” She said.
“nine.” I said. She knew we were dateing for nine months, she just loved torchering me about not kissing him yet.
“So?” I asked, looking at my teacher, Mr Rooks, who was too observed in his lecture, he wouldent notice Jasmine and I talking.
“So, when are you gonna kiss?”
“When Im ready.” I wispered plainly.
“You know I dont want my first kiss to be some looser off the side of the road, who wont treat me right, I want someone who gets me. I want my first kiss to be special.”
“You are defanately a pain.” She laughed softly. I went back to stairing at Reed.
He was my boyfriend, and I loved him so much. He was so smart. He was top of our class, that can be pretty hard, since we were in a verry hard private school. He was also very loyal, friendly, and a ray of sunshine, but is also a little pertecive. He was the best wrestler in my whole school. He was also in fencing, and tought some self defense classes to some of the younger students on thursdays and Mondays. He was a dream man, that was mine. I stared at him most times, thinking that he was a ghost, that when I look away, he would disappear in a cloud of mist.
A commotion went on outside. Evreyone looked to the door. Lots of students were running thru the hall, screaming. Evreyone stood up and huddled near the back corner. A few students came running in.
“Theyre here! The dead is awake!” They ran off shouting. I grabbed Jasmine. Reed grabbed my hand. I glanced at him. He usaly looked so calm, but now he just looked concerned, confused, and woried. A few people with grey green skin, little torn pieces of clothing hung from there boddies. Pieces of flesh was hanging off them. There eyes were red, and angered. I knew that they were real.
The dead walkes again.
