Nurse Highschool Of The Dead Novels & Stories

she said, "Don't get too crazy." "Yes, ma'am, I won't," I said. I turned to Heather then. "Don't forget the three best reasons to work for the school," I said, "June, July and August." Nurse Hamilton laughed as I exited the nurse's office and headed to my locker. I glanced at my watch. I had expected to spend more time waiting on the school nurse and now I had a half hour to kill before my first class. I tried to imagine mega-busty Heather in the role of school nurse. That would be something. The first thing she would have to treat would be an outbreak of boners among the high school guys if they ever got a load of her rack.

~BELLUS POV~ New School. New Term. New Life. I can do it! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's barely 6 in the morning and I'm walking to the entrance of my new school. I just turned 13 and was starting my high school here. My Lala put me here so she can monitor me and my studies. She was worried about me and how would I cope up with the recent divorce of my parents, which I cannot deny that it hurts so much.

Then slowly, she felt dizzy and found herself falling into unconsciousness. Just then, her assigned nurse came to her room to check up on Ginger, but to her surprise, the nurse saw Ginger unconscious on the floor. Alarmed, the nurse buzzed the emergency button and called other medical professionals. “Code Blue in Room 101! Code Blue in Room 101! I repeat, Code Blue in Room 101!”

I let out an icy laugh, lifted my hand, and gave Chester a slap that left a red mark blazing on his cheek. "See? He's breathing!" I ignored Chester's howls, grabbed my aunt's hand, and pressed it against his neck. She jerked her hand back as if shocked, taking a moment to process. "Chester's not dead? Then what was all that before?" Chester, drenched in sweat from the commotion, scrambled to clear things up. "The hospital screwed up. I just had a bad reaction to some booze. "My body went into survival mode when my temperature tanked, and voila, I'm back.

“I endured everything to have my revenge. And I will make them pay for every insult, every abuse, every single person they snatched from me.” Silence reigned in the room for a few minutes while the trio was immersed in their thoughts. "if they are big shots, it would be known one way or the other." janu said. "what is the name of that school?" "shanthi girls high school." sahithi replied. "i can't find it." janu sounded puzzled. "is it on the map?" "of course, it is on the map!" sahi said. "how can such a big castle not be on the map?"

Jack's virus face unexpectedly uncovered a frightening jeer. "Hi. Welcome to the demise broadcast room. You don't have any acquaintance with me, however I know you. You are the four managers of Winston High School. I need to play a round of death with you!"

Some nurses gathered round Sunday, three of them to be exact, they mumbled a few things, none of which he could hear, or even anyone else for that matter. Then after a while, one of them left, and almost immediately after, the second nurse nodded to the last nurse, before she equally left, the remaining nurse knew what she had to do, she took one look at Sunday and then fixed her eyes on his IV, her job was simple, all she had to do, was kill him.

,Josh shared a worried look with me. "I have to do this, the nurse sobs, if I don't my mom dies",she is definitely under vampire compulsion. I look at Gemma and raise my hand the gun yanks out her hand and she screams. She shoves Gemma hard and Lucas leaps forward catching his mate keeping her from hitting the floor. Warriors rush in and grab the nurse.

Has he gotten here so quickly? No, it’s not him. The smell was different from the rotten smell that guy emitted, and apart from that, the area smelled like death. Death? Yeah, that’s the best description of the smell. The rustling continued, and I was curious, curious to know what the smell was so I looked back and on the ground, there were three highschoolers on the ground, dead.

I stood alone in the middle of the room, like a defendant waiting for a death sentence. “Twenty students dead. Five others infected and forced to be executed,” Horgus began without preamble, his voice echoing ominously through the stone walls. “And a Sword Bearer nearly lost his life to a high-level mutation infection. And you were there, Reeve Nightwhisper.” “Headmaster, I swear—”