(Y/N) your name
(L/N) last name
(h/c) hair colour
(e/c) eye colour
(f/c) favourite colour

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3rd Person POV

Standing up, the (h/c) female whinced slightly, her ankle still giving her a painful sensation as she put pressure on it.
Leaning against the wooden desk, (Y/N) gazed into Judy's eyes, while she began to speak, a serious tone lingering in her voice:"I will track down and somehow try to kill the zombie, while you search for Lawrence and Harry and get the hell out of here before your the next one dead."

Purple eyes widened, Judy looked truly shocked by the female's statement, her head shaking in a manner to say 'no way', her red locks swinging with the movement.

"It's not going out by itself, so someone has to do it.", (Y/N) stated seriously, her tone of voice giving Judy the hint that she's not going to convince the (h/c) female otherwise.

"So what is exactly your plan?", asked Judy curiously, her voice still sore from all the screaming, a curious look on her little chubby face, not really wanting to hear her answer.

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"Understood?," asked the (h/c) female, her hand binding the last piece of bandage around her still injuried ankle, tucking the end inside it, securing it with black tape, as they had no other materials in their possession.

Judy nodded obediently, standing in front of the crouching (Y/N), waiting for her to stand up and take the plan into action.

(Y/N) stood up, the pain in her ankle being controllable for her, walking over to her (f/c) bag, opening it with its zippers.Rummaging through it, she finally found her favourite weapon, her (f/c) pocket knife, pulling it out with a strong grip on it.

Putting it on the table, (Y/N) reached in her bag again, now pulling out a larger knife, a kitchen knife to be exact, so she doesn't have to depend only on one weapon.

Hearing shuffling behind her, she looked up, her (h/c) locks falling into her face, which she put into a pony tail, hating having her hair in her face.

Laying on the table was now the awake blonde female, her brows furrowed in a confused manner, not really knowing what was going on.
She was rolled onto her left side, her blonde hair covering a great potion of her face, as she reached out to slick it back, opening her mout:"What the hell are you two doing?"

"Just stay here.", told the (h/c) female Scarlett, not wanting to fight with her on what they're going to do.

"Please Scarlett, do as (Y/N) had said.", Judy replied, looking at Scarlett with a uneasy expression, having already  enough from two of her friends dying that day.

"Do what you want, I don't care.", stated the blonde female, her body rolling onto the opposite side, her voice lingering with annoyance, not wanting to continue the conversation.

The (h/c) female scoffed silently, the blondes response making her somewhat angry, as it was always said by her mother, in the same manner and tone.

Rolling her (e/c) eyes, the female made her way towards Judy at the door, nodding at her to take their plan into action.

Reaching out her right arm, (Y/N) gripped the doorknob, slowly and as silent as possible opened the door, taking a last glance behind her to Judy, before sneaking down the hallway, trying not to make any loud sounds.
Looking through some classrooms that were open, she didn't discover the zombie, nearly having a heart attack as she nearly knocked over some kind of vase in one of the many rooms that she entered.
It had been already over 15 minutes since the two females exited the classroom, and still no sign of any kind of cannibalistic looking creature in the building.
Growing impatient, the (h/c) female turned into a corner that led to the rooftop of the once public high school.

The silence was betraying her, as around the corner showed up the same zombie that attacked and killed the both females of the group.
Its mouth was all smeared with blood, so its hands and parts of the remaining clothes on its bony body, all around looking utterly terrifying.

Jumping towards the (h/c) female in one single jump, it was directly in front of her, the pocket knife ready to attack in her hand, a serious look on her face.
Fast as a lightning, it jumped on (Y/N), knocking her onto the hard wooden floor, her back letting out a few cracks.
Its claws were inches away from her eyes, apperantly having the intention to scratch them out, but the (h/c) female swung her knife, cutting its hands, its long pointy claws leaving some nasty scratches on her forearms, the blood seeping out of them onto her dirty clothes.

Pushing the creature off her, she hastily stood up, the knife held in a tight grip that turned her knuckles white, the blood running down her arms, staining her knife bloody too.
Regaining its posture, it jumped once again, but this time, the injured (h/c) female knew what to do, as she brought the knife near its throat, cutting it open in the process.
Blood splattered out, its ragged breaths indicating that the blood was filling its lungs, suffocating it in a slow death.
Still it reached out, its left hand gripping her forearm in a tight grip, a painful sensation running through her veins, making her hiss loudly.

"GET THE F*CK OFF-", the screaming female hissed, forcefully pulling her arm away, its claws leaving various scratches on her injuries, making them bleed more than before.

Gripping her arm, she scowled, the pain being very strong, the blood that streamed out of her arm increasing.
Looking up from her arm, (Y/N) saw the zombie laying on the floor, the majority of its blood already flowed out of its throat, as it breathed lightly, death coming nearer with ever breath it took, as the blood gushed out.
Making her way over to the slowly dying creature, she felt some kind of pity, as it was once a human being.
So she reached out, and stabbed it in the chest, successfully killing it, as it took it last breath before laying lifeless on the ground.

Crouching down, the (h/c) female sighed tiredly, her arms still bleeding as she gripped her pocket knife, the blood already being crusty on her arms and clothes, a horrible smell emerging from it.
Licking her lips, the taste of iron was present, somehow (Y/N) had managed to bite her lip.
Standing up, her vision blurred, probably from the immense blood loss her body had to endure.
Black dots swirled around, making her lean against the wall, rubbing her eyes, trying to have her normal vision back.
After a short moment, her vision was normal once again, but now a headache plagued her instead of the pain in her arms.
'I hope Judy completed her part of the plan', thought the (h/c) female, making her way towards the classroom 1C, where she told Scarlett to stay put, not wanting to get her in danger too.

Stumbling a bit, she finally made it to the classroom's door, knocking before opening the door slowly, not wanting to scare anyone.
Standing at the door frame, she saw Lawrence and Harry sitting on two chairs, listening to Judy and Scarlett speak, their backs turned around, not anyone noticing the injured (h/c) female.

They were so deep in the conversation, that they didn't notice that they were talking behind her back.

"I'll tell you, she's going to be the death to us!", hissed Scarlett, her body laying on the same table she previously slept on, having her legs swing over the edge, a angry expression plastered on her face.

Deeply sighing, Lawrence had an annoyed expression, obviously because of Scarletts remark about (Y/N).

"Just because you can't stand her for some unknown reason, it doesn't mean that we have to hate her too. She rescued you Scarlett, don't forget that she's the reason you're even alive.", stated Lawrence, his tone indicating that he had enough from Scarlett, his voice getting louder at the end, a cold stare directed to the blonde, glaring daggers in her form.

Sensing the tension between the two teens, Harry interrupted Scarlett as she wanted to retort something back, speaking in his usual soft  and calm voice:"That's enough Scarlett, calm down."

Scoffing at the gray haired teen, she furrowed her eyebrows, angry that she's been treated like a child.

Tension built once again between Scarlett and the other, slowly rising at the passed, (Y/N) still standing at the door frame, wanting to see what was going to happen next between them.

The blondes face changed its colour to red, as frustration and anger hit the female like a big rock.
Directing her gaze towards her hands, she kept her head down, sandy blonde locks covering her face as she spoke once again:"She just can't stay here."

Raising a suspiscious eyebrow, Judy was now fully recovered from the incident earlier, her mood being much better than before.

"And why shouldn't she? She's the reason you're even alive Scarlett, aren't you thankful?", asked the red haired girl, her form sitting on a chair between the blonde and Harry.

Scarletts gaze was still directed downwards, her hands shaking for some unknown reason, her eyes beginning to water, threatening to spill tears any second from now on.
Her pink plump lips began to quiver, as she bit hard down on it, trying to contain a upcoming sob, not wanting to appear weak in front of the others.
Slowly she opened her mouth, no one expecting her upcoming explanation.

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What is your opinion on what Scarlett has to say?

It's getting interesting ;)

●Matthi