From the window he could see it was the nearest place. The hallway was quite as though everyone had gone home and the school was just empty. He felt like he was the only one present.
He had thought that a monster might attack him but it seemed like the bad luck meter that had been plastered on him had drained.
He kept glancing over his shoulder at her half expecting her to wake up and scream again. But she slept soundly through the whole walk to the gym.
He reached the door leading to the gym, he could hear murmuring and whispering from across the door. Since he was carry her he pushed open the door, forcefully, with his leg .
It banged again the walls, this caused everyone to be quiet and looked towards him. Inside there were a lot of students some standing, others sitting in the corners crying while others were just staring blankly out the window or air.
He walked inside without a care in the world. Most of the students looked at him with suspicion until their eyes landed on who he was carrying.
He watched as they all recognized her just as he did and he felt a head ache approaching.
He could already feel the misunderstanding brewing.
The quite was suffocating as they stood there looking at each other.
" So where do I put her?" He asked pointing at the girl on his shoulder.
No one said anything probably afraid of him. Who wouldn't be if a man covered in blood enters and just starts talking to you.
Bro.… I just saved her. Why are you all acting like I'm the monster? He thought rolling his eyes inwardly. He didn't have time for this.
See their reactions Shawn sighed inwardly. Despite the girl being light, it was awkward as hell carry her.
He looked around the huge gym and spotted an unoccupied bench. He moves toward it.
" Don't come any closer," a guy holding a makeshift pipe said, he was at the front of the group probably trying to act as a protector.
He assumed him and brushed past him, the guy tumbled to the ground. The others moved out of his scrambling as they fell down. Each trying to get away from the blood covered psycho.
No one tried to take the school beauty from her, they all just looked on too scared to even try.
He didn't look at anyone or tried to greet them, he just moved on like a bulldozer.
Behind him a trail of dripping blood followed creating an even more scary scene.
When he reached the bench he set her down gently making sure she didn't hurt her head. He grabbed a folded jacket and covered her with it. This would probably his last act of kindness towards her.
He turned to look at the people looking at him, they flinched.
He turned and headed deeper into the gym heading for the locker rooms. He had been there during orientation so he was pretty sure he knew where it was.
Despite being a distance away he could hear their whispers.
" Do you know him?"
" No, he's covered in too much blood," another answered.
" I think he killed someone," another said skeptically . Shawn agreed with that he had killed a spider. That does quality as killing does it. Shawn thought in amusement.
In the boys locker he walked directly to the shower and turned it on. Miraculously it had hot water. Steam rose as he washed off the blood with soap he had found in the bathroom.
He let out a exhausted, I cannot believe today happened, sigh. His body relaxing as water hit him.
For the first time since the apocalypse started, Shawn felt a little bit relaxed. Everything had been such a roller coaster that he didn't have time to digest it.
He'd been moving by instinct , just trying to die and prove the apocalypse wrong. He will continue doing that but now he loved the feeling of adrenaline draining from his body.
He could feel his muscles relax as the hot water hit his body. He stood under the water until the water turned cold. The blood had already been washed off.
He turned off the water and walked out . He broke open a locker and took the towel inside and clothes, not caring if it fit him or not.
He walked towards the mirror while wiping his hair. The mirror was placed above three sinks just the same as all the other toilet mirrors in school.
When his figure appeared Infront of the fogged mirror, he froze. He could feel that something was off but he couldn't place his finger on it.
He took the towel and wiped the mirror vigorously to get a more cleared view. He stepped closer and froze.
He had really changed, a change too unbelievable even for him.
" What the hell," he shouts to his reflection and it mouths back what he says. That was really him.
He had grown taller, way taller. He felt like someone had just touched him and just stretched him. He was always give nine but now from his estimate he was probably six five.
Were they just toys in this apocalypse or had his body grown to adapt. The height change was just too much. He was tall already he didn't to get taller than he was.
He leans towards the mirror and observes his face, his features had gotten sharper more handsome. He had really had plastic surgery in the apocalypse.
He lifted his arms and stared in silence acceptance. Muscles lines that were there this morning were now there, six packs and all. Any gym rat dream. He was ripped.
He wasn't bulky but more in the middle between lean and muscled. Just the perfect body actually. He'd really had a full body make over.
Was it the result of a system growth, or his deaths or just an update for everyone.
He groaned loudly after finishing studying his changes.
"Of course. Of course, I got taller on the apocalypse day , surprisingly ha?" He said to himself in the mirror," God forbid my life be normal for five minutes."
He stepped back from the mirror and rubbed his hair messing it up even more. He started to put on the barely fitting gym trousers, shirt and a jacket.
He looked at himself in the mirror again, he looked like was wearing children's clothing. At least the shoes fit.
" If I wake up tomorrow and I'm seven feet tall, I'm suing someone. Don't know who but I'm suing," he muttered as he frustratingly pulled the shirt collar.
He looks at himself one last time Infront of the mirror and decided to go back to the gymnasium.
It was time for awkward interactions and staring.
The moment he stepped out of the locker room the whispers disappeared. Everyone looked at him in shock.
Now what are you all staring at , I literally did nothing this time, he thought to himself as he walked towards a deserted corner.
He sat down on the floor and leaned against the wall. He closed his eyes just so that he could pretend to be asleep.
He was thinking about how he would leave and go to find new clothes, the clothes he was wearing were very uncomfortable.
He was estimating the distance from the gym. The school common supermarket was across the school. Quite a distance from the gym.
He opened his eyes and looked at the huge clock at the opposite side of him.
He had twenty minutes to get to the supermarket before the buffer on the stronger monsters was lifted. The place was going to turn into a blood bath.
He glaced at the others, they were also secretly looking at him. He felt sorry for them since he was sure most of them would die. He looked outside the window at the sky, he was still at the top of the ranking but many others had been added.
The people around the world had started to adapt. The quick ones had already seen the horrors that they were going to face.
He stood up slowly.
Time to go and die, he thought sarcastically.
He just had to get that change of clothes and maybe a few supplies.
" He's walking towards us," he heard whispers as he walked towards the group.
" Hey," a voice called to him. He stopped and turned to look at the speaker. It was a man very muscled and built. He was probably from the physical education class.
He clocked his head at him.
What now, I just want to fucking leave. He thought annoyed.
" Where are going?" He asked. They had probably gained courage after he cleaned up.
" What's it to you?" He asked back.
The guy pointed at the still asleep school beauty, " her what are you going to do with her?"
He looked at the guy as though he had grown a second head.
" Obviously, leave her. Where do you expect me to take her?"