Cassie is a typical teenager. She’s crushing on a boy and trying to make it through high school. It’s a typical day of classes when all hell breaks loose. Forced to run and hide the situation just keeps getting worse. She makes a mistake and soon becomes infected. She meets others like her and together they sent out to find a cure. Is their fate already sealed? Can they find a cure before it’s too late? See what happens through the eyes of the infected when Cassie tells you how Zombies are people too.
The Excerpt
“Cassie, wake up.” He stood back up over me as I sat up and
rubbed my eyes.
I noticed that Ted was not with him, and he looked defeated as he sat
down on the floor beside me. I crawled over to wrap my arms around
him, and he looked surprised at first but then he put his arm around
me and we were silent for a little while.
“We are going to have to move soon.” Brett was speaking quietly
as he rubbed my arm. “He knows where we are, so when he wakes up,
he may come for us. I was too late to help him.”
I did not know how long Brett had been gone, but I assumed by his
tone that he had found his friend in very bad shape. It scared me
that if he turned into one of them then he would know where we were.
I sighed as I leaned my head on Brett’s shoulder. Something struck
me as odd as I inhaled his scent. I thought that he smelled tasty.
Tasty! I was alarmed. He smelled good, but tasty was not something
that should describe my crush. Something bad was happening to me, and
I could keep trying to fight it, but as I glanced at my finger, I
knew in the back of my mind it was only going to get worse.
He was looking at me while I was having all these thoughts, and he
was too close for comfort. He smiled as he took my face in his hands
and brought his lips to mine. It was everything I had hoped for in
our first kiss. There were fireworks, and my whole body felt alive. I
allowed him to ease me down onto the tarp and welcomed his body
weight on top of me. This felt right and I wanted him all over me
just like this. I had dreamed of this moment countless times and it
was finally happening.
Our kisses became more urgent, and he moved one hand down to slide up
my shirt. I heard a low growl come from somewhere within me.
Something wasn’t right. It happened very quickly, but before I knew
it, I had reared back and bitten into his chin hard. He cried out in
severe pain, and tried to push me off of him, but I was latched on. I
felt the skin break in my mouth, and felt my hunger as I ripped the
skin away from his face. When I realized what I had done, I was
horrified.
I stood back thinking of how I could remedy the situation. He sat
there with blood pouring from his face and a hurt look in his eyes.
All I could think of was one word: tasty. I had to get out of there.
What the hell had I done? How many times had I pictured my lips near
his, and I manage to get them there by biting his face off? I had to
get as far away from him as possible. I ran out the entrance and into
the school hall. Tears were streaming down my cheeks as I
contemplated where to go. I was changing into one of those monsters.
I had literally bitten my crush’s face off!
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