There are few things worse than a zombie apocalypse. A meteor crashing into Earth, putting a quick end to all living things for example. That way, everyone would die a painless death. Another example would be a robotic uprising, for then it would not be the familiar faces of friends and family trying to kill you, but rather the emotionless tin cans that science fiction presents to us. There is one thing, however, that has always been and always will be worse than zombies: calculus. Even star student Melody Mayani, or Mouse as she strangely preferred to be called, couldn't bare it. And it was for this reason that, as soon as she was done with all of the work the teacher asked of her, she flipped open the newest issue of the series [i]The Walking Dead[/i] and began reading it under her desk, finally escaping the dreadful grasp of calculus and had landing gratefully into the clutches of the undead. 

	It wasn't long after Mouse started reading that the bell rung, signifying the end of class. As she closed her comic book and slid it, along with her binder and math book, into her already brimming backpack, she was already thinking about her next class. [i][color=6ecff6]Alright, next I have English, which means that I need to have...this out.[/color][/i] she thought, proceeding to pull out a spiral notebook, inside of which was all of her notes on the school's architecture, which she was doing an essay on. Prior to the assignment, she had no interest in architecture, but in her research, she had grown passionate for the art, so much so that she was actually looking forward to English. Of course, that was only a half the reason. The other half was that English was one of the only classes that she shared with one of her friends, a boy by the name of Kyysucara Namosaka. She had never really been able to make friends with the arrogant self-proclaimed geniuses that she shared most of her advanced classes with, but English seemed to be the great equalizer, as there were only four courses in the subject, one for each grade. 

	As Mouse left the classroom, over encumbered backpack upon her shoulders, she started towards the English classroom. It only took a minute to get there, and in front of the classroom, she saw her friend talking to a girl she had seen around but never talked to. She moved to approach him, but as she did, he and the girl started to walk away in the direction of the stairway to the room. Mouse wasn't exactly mad at Kyy. In fact, she wasn't feeling any negative feelings towards Kyy. She couldn't. She knew that it was simply part of his character. She was just disappointed. And so, she simply stood among the students who were going to class, waiting for their teacher to arrive.