People stared as I walked through the halls, I knew I probably shouldn't be at school during such a scary time, especially since I'm wanted by the police.
You may already be a bit confused, but that's okay, this is my story, I'll explain when I want, shut up.
I noticed people snapping photos to post on social media, everyone thought I was a serial killer, but I'm not, I swear. Before long the teachers caught wind of what was going on and put the school into a lockdown. So there I was, standing alone in the long dark hallways of my high school.
I decided to leave, the police would be here any minute, and I'm not going to jail for a crime I didn't commit. Even my own mother was out to get me, the only people in the whole world who believed me were my best friends Daniel and Rylen.
I had texted them about the incident, and they supported me, but there was nothing they could do, they were trapped in that boot camp of a hospital.
These two friends had caught the virus quickly after it went public that something dangerous was out there. There is currently no cure for this disease, you just have to wait until you eventually die. But that's different for is werewolves, more on that later.
As I walked down the street I stopped to look in the tv store, all the tvs were turned to the news where a report about my so called "crime" was being given. A picture of my face was plastered on every single tv in that store. I kind of felt like a celebrity, it was nice, in a weird, morbid sort of way.