Thursday, 7 June 2012

Teens & the end of the world Chapter 8


Panic ran through Lewis’ veins, he had to think fast “now’s our chance?” herbie said as the large group passed, “you’re just going to leave him out here? With those ‘things” Connor said holding him back, “look, think it through, its better him than all of us, anyway he’s a smart kid, he’ll know what to do, now come on” Herbie reassured him, Connor looked at rob in disbelief, but knew Herbie was right, they slowly walked around the front of the bus, there was one or two of those things crawling across the car park with missing legs, the three boys just ran past them they ran down the steps leading behind the back of the school. They reached the corner shop that was at the bottom of ‘orchard street’ the windows had been smashed, and the door was hanging on by its top hinge, the boys ran to it and stopped to take a look inside, they stepped over the shattered pile of glass, “what the.. hell is going on” rob asked trying to avoid the fallen shelves, passing the two fridges, the one having blood dripping from the top of the door handle, rob opened the fridge door “so... can I just take stuff now?” he asked whilst crouching down to grab the green fizzy drink can, “I guess so” Herbie replied whilst looking in the back storage room, “no-one’s here” he continued, Connor walked around to the third row of shelves and looked down the bottom shelf that was half tipped on the floor, he grabbed a box of tampons and giggles to himself childishly, he opened up the box and threw all the tampons at the back of Rob’s head, “dude, seriously?” he asked, as he pulled a tampon out of his hood, Connor still laughing childishly, “I thought a touch of humour was needed” he said opening a bag of cheese crisps and shovelling them in his mouth,  “come on gays,” Herbie said as he walked back through the smashed door, “we’ll ask my mum what’s going on, I need to know what those things were” he continued , Connor and Rob ran after him. Meanwhile Lewis had climbed a small to medium sized tree where he was barely able to hold himself up, “will you just.. PISS OFF?!” he shouted down at the large crowd of those things all reaching trying to grab his feet, with only the few succeeding to which he would just kick off, he looked at his surroundings, but all he could see was hundreds of those things, hands grasping thin air, loud groans coming from every direction, then all of a sudden he remembered he had robs phone, he patted his pockets, but no luck “oh please, please, please” he begged as he looked up to the sky, he patted his red jackets pocket and felt a rectangular object, he reached in and pulled it out “thank you god, you imaginary piece of shit” he said looking back up at the sky.

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