NOSEBLEED • rewrite

Chapter Two

Escape

"Hana, whats wrong?" Jackson asks, being the first to jump out of his chair, I say nothing as I motion towards the horrific scene unfolding down bellow, only now the parking lot is swarming with the infected. The people who were left in the building try to desperately get away only to get whats coming  to them for being stupid

I didn't notice that everyone in detention had crowded around the large window until Rina lets out a small noise of surprise, her hand flying to her mouth in a terrible attempt to stifle her noises of surprise, followed by a gag. She's not the biggest fan of blood and gore, it's a surprise she hasn't ran straight for the bathroom to throw up her lunch

"I think this might be the thing on the news," Jongin says, his hand tucked under his chin as his eyebrows furrow deeply "what do we do now?" he throws out into the room without aiming it at anyone in particular but I can see how his gaze falls on me, the one who's watched the walking dead an unhealthy amount of times

"That's a bit fast, it might just be a prank," The guy who had previously been asleep beside me says while ruffling his jet black hair "just wait for a---"

his words are cut off by a loud explosion like bang coming from the direction of the city, everyone's head turn back to the window in sync, so fast im surprised no one has whiplash. we watch in silence as smoke begins to fill the once white sky

the screams become louder and start to come from inside the building meaning only one thing

we are trapped in

"I don't think its a prank." Jackson almost stutters, shooting a glance towards the side of my face, the look of pure fear dancing in his eyes

"Yep, definitely not a prank." Jongin mumbles, his eyebrows furrowed deeply as he stares down at the overrun parking lot, I can practically see the cogs spinning in his brain. this causes me to snap out of my small trance caused by the shock, everyone begins to panic and shout each other forcing me to come up with something on my own

I look around the room for something useful but its a classroom, there's nothing but desks and book shelves filled with the books we have never gotten the chance to read. I don't think knowledge on literature is going to help us much in this situation

then a semi decent plan flashes before my eyes

"hey you," I motion towards a tall boy, his dark brown hair falling onto his forehead as if hes been playing with it, his head shoots to look at me as the room falls quiet, still a few whispered arguments lingering in the cold air

"Help me with the table, the rest of you make yourselves useful and look around for anything that can be used as weapons." I order, my voice stern yet oddly calm making everyone fall silent, the kid I asked to help nods at me before making his way to the other side of the desk

I grab each corner of Mrs Yeons desk "on 3." i mutter, the boy just nods, looking towards the door and realising what I mean. I count to 3 and we shift the table towards the door making sure anyone or anything can not get in. I glance behind me to make sure everyone doing as asked

"There's nothing." Jackson states while throwing himself down on a chair and resting his forehead in his hand

"There's no cell service either." Lisa sighs while waving her phone up in the air, the room falls silent while I pace back and forth in attempt to come up with a way to get out of here, another loud explosion erupts causing the floor  shake. Rina lets out a small panicked cry as Seungmin tries to comfort her by rubbing light circles on her back, she begins breathing heavily as tears roll down her face

seeing her like this sends a pang through my heart, her worst nightmare is coming to life and there's nothing i can do to stop it or even make her feel a little better about the situation

"We're going to die." Someone says causing my head to whip around to face the tall handsome guy, yet someone beats me to smacking him around the back of the head

"Don't say that Hyung," the younger male glares at him before turning his head towards me "but he is right if we stay here, it wont be long until....well you know." he says, glancing back over his broad shoulder to the window

I cant even argue with him on that

"you're right the desk wont hold forever," I sigh, running my hand over my forehead multiple times, then something comes to mind, a small smirk making its way to my face "I think I have an idea."

Before anyone can say anything I pick up the chair beside me, giving it a quick exam, luckily enough the chairs legs are weak and already coming loose. After all these years of complaining about the chairs being horrible, I never would have thought they would come in useful one day. I shrug before slamming the chair down on the floor causing everyone to jump a mile out of their skins, I repeat this multiple times until the legs finally separate from the shitty plastic

"Woah, are you trying to attract those...things?" Jongin pipes up, finally coming back from his trance, meaning he has an idea. he always does this, if you have a problem however big or small, Jongin is the guy to go to, he usually talks his way out of things but i don't think talking will help

lets just hope hes used that brain of his to come up with something solid

"It's quicker then unscrewing them," I almost chuckle while swinging the chair leg around as if its a baseball bat, I cant help but smile as I swiftly spin it around, somehow forgetting we are mid life or death situation to think about Hyungsoo's baseball games I used to go and watch, being the supportive little sister I am. my smile slowly fades when I remember both him and Hyeri unnie work at the hospital, meaning they are in the city when the explosions went off

Jongin speaks up, keeping me from dwelling on the subject for much longer yet it still lingers in the back of my mind

"I have a plan, it's not solid, but it's a plan."
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Slightly edited :)

This does get a little better as it goes on, I rewrote these chapters months ago and my writing has improved since then.

Thanks for reading! Well rereading

~A