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3:00pm, i've just reached home. School is finally over. My final year is done.
I've had a really bad day, got two detentions from the same teacher. She thinks she's really smart but she isn't, you can tell that she's reading from that stupid book they give them idiots they call teachers. I got it for asking her a question about Shakespeare, we're learning about him in English, I dont mind it, he's my favourite writer. So I asked her this question, and she looks straight at the book, So I answered it for her. She said I got the detention for acting like a little smartass. Im Year 11, what the hell does she expect? I have to sit them on the week before i leave.
May's sick again. Shes always sick, what annoys me is that im always the one to look after her, its really stupid, 13, old enough to get the medicine from the closet. I must admit though, she looks dead. I checked her out using the stuff I learned in triple science, the stuff is too easy for me, so Mum says im going to a science college somewhere in Hong Kong, one of the best she says. Doesn't bother me, a chance to get out of the house. But yeah, I tried some triple science stuff I learned. She doesn't seem to have anything wrong her, except she has a large gaping wound, i took a swab from it. There's saliva on it, it doesn't belong to her. All of her blood veins surrounding the wound seem to have turned deep blue and the skin around it is peeling, revealing scabby and pus-filled spots on the next layer of skin. This does not look good.
After that, I went to my room to listen to music and write this. It's the only thing i can do, everyone else would be on one of those social networking sites, I mean, I have one, it's just that no one adds me on them. See, I'm the weird kid.

1:45pm 1 and a half weeks later, I'm currently flying over russia, the view is amazing, earlier we had some turbulence and a couple of people on the plane have had to be taken up to the medical bay, they look like they have the same as my sister. Worse though. The sky seems to have a strange orange look to it, look just below us an untold horror has been unleashed, It's beautiful. Suddenly I heard gunshots, the Pilot says through the com-speak "nothing to worry about, Just having some technical difficulties." He has a nervous tone to his voice, I dont believe him, then the gunshots stop. A few men walk out with rifles in their hands, they say they're the military, and that they've saved us from undeath. Clearly some sort of insane religious group, they look the parth though. They then proceed to order the Pilot to change course for Washington, then they start to go on about a load of stuff about washington being the only 'safe zone in the world' and that they wish to save as many lives as they can. God knows what he's talking about, but you can tell that even if the Pilot says no, we will land in washington, we will just be missing a pilot. "Hey, cut the **** about Washington, i've gotta get to Hong Kong." I chirped up, my nervous british voice sounding small and unneeded. One of the men instantly turned his rifle on me.
"Shut the hell up right now kid, Hong Kongs burning, so's london, Paris, Madrid, New York, Tokyo, Washington is the only safe zone, apart from the wild." The Man was determined and obviously wouldn't hesitate to lay a bullet in my head. This is the most scared i've ever been I think, and I rarely get scared. I grumbled and sat back in my uncomfortable chair. "What was that?" The man stated to the Girl next to me, her name was Pamela, she was going to the same institution that I was, she wasn't really pretty, but not ugly either, She had long curls of hair going just over shoulders length, she had a small, button nose and pursed lips. Her eyes gleamed like Saphires and she had pale and pasty skin. We both seem to share the same interest, I think she's the first friend i've ever had, therefore my best friend, I hope she thinks of me as a friend.
"I said leave him alone!" Pamela shouted at the man, she was very brave, the man lowered his rifle.
"The pilots complying Sir!" The other man stated, obviously an underling. More men poured out of the Med bay, some covered in blood.
"Where's Private. Sanders and Private. Kenneth?" The man barked.
"They were infected, we had to kill them as well! Sir." Another man Stated.
"Well, give everyone able bodied man a gun and ammo and a walkie-talkie. Give every woman and child and elderly a first aid back. They're not living in peace for nothing."
"Sit, we're 100 Miles from Washington airport, area is secure. Get ready to land."