Highschool Of The Dead Comic Novels & Stories

Dante A high school diploma would never hang from a wall of any office I occupied. It was a fucking piece of paper. My father had finally given me the Laterza stare and I knew I’d lost the battle and here the fuck I was in the last place I wanted to be. I couldn’t even interest my dick in a recep or princess.

The news announced that she died from a drug overdose. “You know I can't go, Jenna.” “Don't worry, I asked uncle Sinister, and he said it's alright.” “Really?” “Yes, now get ready. We start high school on Monday. This would be a great way to meet some cool kids.” “Yeah, OK.” “And maybe I could introduce you to Chris, "Jenna giggled, and I reddened. “I know you have a thing for him. We have been talking a lot over the phone lately.”

Then he hears Aaron. Aaron, by the tool rack, in a stage whisper apparently designed by a faulty theatre ghost: "That's the doctor. Think he knows about the dead-once thing?" Maya closes her eyes. Jin turns his head. "Dead once thing?" No laugh. No disbelief. Just careful attention, like he'd seen impossible things survive peer review and then eat the building. Maya opens her eyes. "Welcome to the base. We offer water, quarantine, and unfortunately, context."

A bold red headline at the top of the screen read, 'Mass Casualty at Blackwood Academy: Entire Student Body and Faculty Found Dead Overnight. My mind went completely blank for a moment before I opened the article. The report was brief, brutal, and hard to believe. 'All 5,000 students and faculty at Blackwood High died the night before due to catastrophic bleeding. Only two students who missed the study hall survived.' I sank onto the edge of the bed, clutching the phone as my entire body started to shake. 'How is this happening?' Only last night, those people were still alive. My classmates. My teachers. Everyone I had known for the past three years.

I've been on edge lately because of everything happening to me and the talks about dead bodies in the woods was making me scared. As the cashier scanned my items, she looked at me warmly, "You are a high school student, right?" She asked me. "Y-Yes, I am." "You should be careful out there. There's a sick werewolf out there murdering people and dumping their bodies in the woods, and people are saying he's targeting only high school students." I forced a smile to acknowledge her worry and concern and when she was done scanning my groceries and I had paid, I quickly left the store.

It’s just an awful situation to be in, and I hate it. I also hate that Jack’s dead—at least I assume he’s dead. My sister slipped up and mentioned that his body had been missing for a little while, and it made me wonder if he actually transformed into a vampire. But his parents spread his ashes on the pitcher’s mound where he used to play baseball at our school, so I’m pretty sure Jack’s really dead, which is devastating all by itself. Drew’s definitely passed on, and my sister is probably a bloodsucker. Really—life as a student at Shenandoah High School should not be this complicated.

Clementine POV I was just looking at Lit who was looking at Vixie seriously. "Who are you to command me?" Vixie asked insanely. "We're the students of Vampire High, and together we'll get Clementine and Fin back." At once they all said. I smiled at what they said. Vixie laughed. "What? Who are you going to take back? Clementine? Are you crazy?" Vixie asked laughing. "Will you take that monster back?" Vixie asked. I look of the students of Vampire High.

Lucia said "What where you discussing?" Audrey asked "Nothing much." Lucia answered "We better head back to school." Adrian said "Okay..." *ring* ring* "Wendy, what did you find?" Lucia asked. "It's hard to explain." Wendy answered. She wasn't sure what to tell Lucia. "What is it? What is he?" Lucia asked "There's nothing supernatural about his blood he is human." Wendy answered "Then how is he alive then." Lucia asked "The only thing that stick to his identity is he is a Phoenix just a guess though." Wendy said

PAST (MS. LENI'S POV) THE BUS WAS ALREADY moving, and my students were all excited to reach our destination. A happy smile appeared on my face as I stared at them. 4-16 – the most peculiar section of the senior class. Consists of different teenagers, mostly sons or daughters from wealthy clans, bullied by their classmates but have potential, outstanding pupils that doesn't seem to give their best at school, and well, the prettiest and good-looking students amongst the seniors.

I really didn't want to die, not right now especially. What kind of person even died at the night of their highschool homecoming? After what felt like ages, I finally stopped hearing her footsteps behind me, meaning that she had probably lost me. I stopped near one of the back hallways of the school when I saw a figure hunched over another figure and throwing violent punches on his face. Squinting my eyes, I realized it was Caden almost about to kill the blond boy with his fists. All of a sudden, I was glad to see him alive.