T.J told me to find anything I can use as a weapon. Problem is just finding one. It’s hard to find weapons in the girl’s dorm! There is a lamp, but I’d have to bring one every time I wanted to smash a zombies head in, there is also curling irons and straightener’s , but those are not good enough to bash some zombie skull. Yeah pillows not going work in anyway either. I look around in the room I’m in and I can’t find anything! I try the next room. Still nothing, as soon as I see the next door I know whose dorm room it is. It’s Cassandra’s, though the name doesn’t describe her very well. Cassandra is a name for a girl with straight A’s, or a girl who has no issues and is perfect but this Cassandra…..far from perfect and very far from normal. I opened up her the door to her room slowly. Everything in it was Black and Red. I should have picked this room in the first place! There were weapons everywhere! There was even a random out of place bar on the floor next to her bed. My weapon of choice will be the metal bar. I walked over to the bed with gory pictures of zombie skull being smashed by this ultimate weapon.
“Perfect.” I whispered as I bent over to grab the cold metal bar.
“Ahhhhhh!” I heard a sudden scream come out from under the bed. I fell over and scrambled backward leaving my weapon of choice right next to the screaming bed.
“Who’s there!” I yelled to be heard over screaming. A second later I wondered why I was even asking this stupid question. It’s not like zombies could answer.
My weapon of choice started swinging back and forth from under the bed. “Leave me alone you ugly zombie!” I knew that voice. I had some classes with her. She lived in this room. Cassandra.
“Cassandra! Stop swinging the damn pole and get out from under there. I’m not a damn zombie!” I ordered as she stopped screaming when I yelled her name. “And even if I was a zombie I wouldn’t be an ugly one” I muttered under my breathe.
“Kaity? What the hell are you doing in my room!?”
“That’s the question your choosing to ask?” I really couldn’t think of something else to ask but wondered if she could. My brain was still not functioning quickly enough.
Cassandra crawled out from underneath the bed and with the metal pole in hand she gave me an evil death glare. “Okay then.” I replied while I began to get up off the floor.
“So what are you doing in here?” She asked more calmly than before.
“I was looking for somethi…” I stopped midsentence “What are you doing in here?” Stupid question, it’s her room, but I was curious to know how she thought hiding under the bed would keep her safe.
“Someone was knocking on my door so I answered it. And what do I find? Someone who looks like a damn corpse trying to just waltz into my room!” She threw her hands up into the air for effect. “So I slammed the door in its damn face.” She finished with an exagerrated eye roll.
“And how did you end up under the bed?” She didn’t tell me how all of that ended her up under the bed. Especially if she has a weapon to use on them.
“I heard you come in.” She replied simply.
“Well I’m just glad you didn’t use that on me.” I said pointing to the pole in hand.
“Now that I answered your question. Why are you in here?” She said the ‘you’ part pretty obviously.
“I was looking for a weapon, to beat some zombie brain.” I said trying to not laugh. “Saw that pole” I pointed at the pole in her hand. “Was reaching down to grab it, then you start screaming in my ear.” I finished off with a smile. She glared at me for a while before she stood completely up.
“Find anything?” She asked looking at my empty hand.
“No, you have my weapon of choice.” I said looking down at her hand.
“We can find you something else, this ones mine.” She said holding the pole up in hand while smiling sadisticly.
“Whatever you say. Any suggestions?”
“Plenty.” She said looking around her room slowly.
“Ugh..What are you thinking?” I asked feeling confused at the way she was talking. She sounded like she was planning something, and I wanted to know what.
“Open that closet.” She nodded her head over to the other side of the room where there was a small closet. I walked over to the end of the room and slowly opened the closet door.
“Uhmm. I don’t think I can use clothes as a weapon.” I said more confused than ever.
“Move the clothes aside” She rolled her eyes as she walked to stand next to me.
I moved the clothes aside and all I could manage was a gasp because right there behind the clothes were more of those poles except they looked more, clean and they also looked like they could cause more damage.
“Ugh why do you have these in here?” I was more than curious to see what she used these for.
“Relax. They aren’t used as weapons but they can be. They were part of a desk I broke.” She said it like people keep poles in their closet every day, But I was looking for a weapon and looks like I found one.
“Okay then.” I said reaching for one of the poles “Let’s get out of here. T.J. is waiting for us.” I began walking fast towards the door with Cassandra right behind me.
“Wait, Who’s T.J.?”
“A guy.” a second later I added “Backoff I have dibs.”
“Kaity? What the hell are you doing in my room!?”
“That’s the question your choosing to ask?” I really couldn’t think of something else to ask but wondered if she could. My brain was still not functioning quickly enough.
Cassandra crawled out from underneath the bed and with the metal pole in hand she gave me an evil death glare. “Okay then.” I replied while I began to get up off the floor.
“So what are you doing in here?” She asked more calmly than before.
“I was looking for somethi…” I stopped midsentence “What are you doing in here?” Stupid question, it’s her room, but I was curious to know how she thought hiding under the bed would keep her safe.
“Someone was knocking on my door so I answered it. And what do I find? Someone who looks like a damn corpse trying to just waltz into my room!” She threw her hands up into the air for effect. “So I slammed the door in its damn face.” She finished with an exagerrated eye roll.
“And how did you end up under the bed?” She didn’t tell me how all of that ended her up under the bed. Especially if she has a weapon to use on them.
“I heard you come in.” She replied simply.
“Well I’m just glad you didn’t use that on me.” I said pointing to the pole in hand.
“Now that I answered your question. Why are you in here?” She said the ‘you’ part pretty obviously.
“I was looking for a weapon, to beat some zombie brain.” I said trying to not laugh. “Saw that pole” I pointed at the pole in her hand. “Was reaching down to grab it, then you start screaming in my ear.” I finished off with a smile. She glared at me for a while before she stood completely up.
“Find anything?” She asked looking at my empty hand.
“No, you have my weapon of choice.” I said looking down at her hand.
“We can find you something else, this ones mine.” She said holding the pole up in hand while smiling sadisticly.
“Whatever you say. Any suggestions?”
“Plenty.” She said looking around her room slowly.
“Ugh..What are you thinking?” I asked feeling confused at the way she was talking. She sounded like she was planning something, and I wanted to know what.
“Open that closet.” She nodded her head over to the other side of the room where there was a small closet. I walked over to the end of the room and slowly opened the closet door.
“Uhmm. I don’t think I can use clothes as a weapon.” I said more confused than ever.
“Move the clothes aside” She rolled her eyes as she walked to stand next to me.
I moved the clothes aside and all I could manage was a gasp because right there behind the clothes were more of those poles except they looked more, clean and they also looked like they could cause more damage.
“Ugh why do you have these in here?” I was more than curious to see what she used these for.
“Relax. They aren’t used as weapons but they can be. They were part of a desk I broke.” She said it like people keep poles in their closet every day, But I was looking for a weapon and looks like I found one.
“Okay then.” I said reaching for one of the poles “Let’s get out of here. T.J. is waiting for us.” I began walking fast towards the door with Cassandra right behind me.
“Wait, Who’s T.J.?”
“A guy.” a second later I added “Backoff I have dibs.”
