Aurora Jacobs
I led Abigail away from that monster and up the stairs. We had to get to the roof. It appeared to be the only safe place left in the school. Of course the Margay followed us and shouted "Hurry now! Hurry now! Remain calm and head up in an orderly fashion!" As if anybody was listening to him.
I tried to herd some of the younger students to the roof as we went. I caught sight of Aaron, he was trying to fight off a horde of zombies by himself and he was drenched in blood. In one look I tried to let him know my gratitude and also my fear. I smiled weakly and led the other kids to safety.
The people who were already on the roof seemed to be having an argument about what was going on. Before I could think much about it Aaron came barreling in from behind me and barricaded the door.
Immediately the group started shouting about all the blood on his clothing. They insisted he strip to show he was not bitten. I grimaced at that thought of having to get naked in front of other people and I gasped aloud when he actually did it revealing his scars.
I let a few tears run down my face quietly as I considered what I was seeing.
"Satisfied?" he asked quietly.
"We need to make sure no one has been bitten!"
"What if someone’s been bit?"
Nobody offered a response to that question.
"Everybody strip down! We can't risk someone up here turning into one of those things!" Somebody shouts.
Mr. Jameson's eyes flash and he yells back. “You heard me! Now take off your clothes!”
I stare at the Margay in horror, unsure of what to do. The others follow his orders and began to strip. Reluctantly I turned toward Abigail who was the closest person to me and I frowned.
"I hate this," I groaned and began to strip. I quickly removed and replaced each article of clothing while she inspected me. I did the same for her, then we stood in silence. I couldn't help but stare at her. I had always liked and admired her but now I could think of nothing to say. It's the end of the world it doesn't really matter what I say, and yet it all seems to matter more now.
I sighed and turned back to my arguing classmates. She doesn't even know me anyway I told myself.
"What do we do know?", someone asked.
"I need to go home", someone shouted, panicking.
"No one goes home!", Mr. Jameson said, "We have to stick together"
"Stick together? I don't know any of you", someone replied aggressively.
"We need food and water", someone shouted.
I turned down my hearing aids, I was done with all the screaming. Big mistake.
I moved to adjust the volume again but nothing changed.
No No No NO No No No NO!!!!!!!!
They were stuck. I pulled them out and inspected them, the tubing was twisted.
I breathed a sigh of relief. It was an easily fixable problem.
I put them back in and the yelling continued.
Lucky me.
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