Hunger

Chapter 6

Sabrina didn’t even bother answering Ms. Hoggan. She just lined up with the others from her history class and followed them down the stairs. The moment she stepped off that last step and entered the second floor of the building, the air seemed to change. The air felt denser and heavier. Something wasn’t right, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on it just yet. She let her eyes scan the hallway. It looked the same as the one before a few classrooms, with lockers that lined the light blue walls. As her eyes tracked their way down the hall, she noticed what looked like red streaks down the wall and onto the floor coming from the classroom at the far end, the one right before the steps. She hadn't noticed that she had stopped dead in her tracks until she felt a hand grab hers. She let out a scared yelp before she realized it was only Matt. “So sorry, “she whispered to him.

Matt just nodded. “Come on, Miss Brave,” he said. “We need just to make it a few more feet, then we are safe again," he said, this time being Sabrina’s rock instead of her being his.

The next few moments were silent as she took in their surroundings. How many had been hurt? She wondered though that thought quickly left as the door to the teacher's lounge was shut behind her and locked up. She looked around her at the somber faces of her classmates from history and a few others from other classes. Some had red stains on their clothes, while others had rips in theirs. She shakily took a seat next to Matt. “W what happened here?” she whispered as if talking to herself. Mr. Monty soon answered her question.

“Well, we were the second group to head down here. It was chaos. A few of the seniors were up here dragging people from the English room,” he said, holding onto his right arm with his left hand, which was red and bloody. “Students and teachers ran everywhere, some into other classrooms, some down the steps. I tried to save a few, but one bit me. Actually, bit me!” he said. “If this really is some prank, it has lost its humor. “He said. “Needless to say, two of the other classrooms on this floor have a few students and teachers in them. We are going to spend a few hours here to recover and plan on how we are going to not only get to the first floor but how we are going to get you kids somewhere safe,” he said. “There are a few injured like myself,” he admitted

Sabrina wasn’t sure how she was feeling about the new advancements in what was going on. “ Not to sound rude Mr. Monty but I think those that have been bitten or scratched should all be in a room without those of us who haven't been injured “ she said “ After all if this is real then maybe it will help” she said thinking logically in any zombie show those bitten or scratched usually turned and she didn’t see the point in everyone being sacrificed due to poor judgement.

Mr. Monty, however, glared at his student “Really Sabrina? You're not even the least bit concerned about your fellow classmates who are injured or worse?” he asked

Sabrina felt heat flooding her cheeks. “Mr. Monty I'm not saying I don’t care I just think if this is real those of us that are hurt should be kept separated from those of us who are not” she said “We can literally take a vote all of us in here and those in the other two classrooms on this floor” she tried to rationalize. “Yeah” a few other students said though she couldn’t make out who exactually said it. She looked at Mr. Monty expectantly.

Mr. Monty sighed “Fine I will conference call the other two classrooms and we will put this to a vote. “He said