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Authors: Brent Hartinger
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students start turning into actual zombies—with yellow skin and mussed-up hair. So Brad teams up with Christy to try to figure out who's turning the whole school into zombies, and why. That's what the scene at the vending machine was all about: they're finally realizing that, no, it's not all in their imaginations.
They kept shooting the vending machine scene over and over. I was still ignoring Kevin, but around the fifth take, I couldn't help but notice that he suddenly seemed to be getting awfully cozy with one of the other zombie-jocks.
Or maybe they were just talking. I mean, since Min, Gunnar, and I were ignoring him, Kevin had to talk to someone, right? I couldn't tell if the other guy was good-looking or not, because of the yellow makeup and messed-up hair. I hadn't paid any attention to him before, but now I couldn't help but notice that he did have a pretty good body.
I tried to put them both out of my mind. Before the next shot, I talked with Min, Gunnar, and Em.
"I have a question," I said.
"Yes?" Min said.
"Has anyone figured out what a brain zombie is yet?"
Min smiled. "Not a clue. It hasn't been mentioned in any of the scenes I've been in."
"I still say it's explained somewhere in the script," Gunnar mumbled.
Suddenly Kevin laughed. I turned. He was standing across the hall with that other zombie-jock. The guy had his hand up against the wall, leaning into it, exactly the way a guy leans into the wall when he's hitting on a girl. But Kevin didn't seem to mind. He was laughing and talking, so engrossed that he didn't even notice me staring at him.
Well, what difference did it make if he was being hit on by another guy? I wasn't interested in Kevin anyway, right? I didn't even want to talk to him. But it did sort of speak to Kevin's state of mind. I mean, if he was so desperate to get back together with me—so desperate that he'd become a movie extra just to get close to me—what was he doing letting himself be hit on by another guy? He had to know that I'd notice. Was he trying to make me jealous? Or was he just so weak-willed that when some random guy hit on him, he was powerless to resist?
I decided to block Kevin and his new "friend" out of my mind completely. Instead, I concentrated on Declan McDonnell. Him, I did want to talk to again, desperately. I didn't really expect to, but I decided why not swing by that bathroom where I'd seen him before? So I did.
Six times.
Every time we had a break or even an obviously long pause between shots, I went to that bathroom. And every time, I found myself alone. It was stupid, I know. Of course I was never going to talk to Declan McDonnell again. I'd been lucky to talk to him once!
When I went back to that bathroom a seventh time, he was there. He was standing at one of the thirty urinals, just zipping up.
"Oh!" I said.
"Oh," he said. "Hello again."
He picked up a silver dagger that I hadn't noticed sitting on top of the urinal. It had jewels in the handle and everything.
"What's that?" I asked.
"Just a prop. What I use to kill the zombies in the last part of the movie. I find it in a drawer in the principal's desk."
Taking the dagger with him, he crossed to the sinks to wash his hands.
"Hey, can I ask you a question?" I said. I didn't really have a question in mind, but I figured I had to say something, or he'd fly away again.
"Huh?" he said. "Sure, I guess." He finished washing and started drying his hands.
"What's the secret of high school?"
I have no idea what made me say this. It was just the first thing that popped into my head. I guess it was because Declan McDonnell was always playing high school students. He had to know the secret, right?
He shrugged. "Beats me. I didn't even go to high school."
"What?"
"It's true. I dropped out my sophomore year, when I started getting jobs on television. I had on-set tutors. I always wondered if I missed out."
"You didn't," I said quickly. "Seriously. Not at all . Trust me on this."
He laughed.
They kept shooting the vending machine scene over and over. I was still ignoring Kevin, but around the fifth take, I couldn't help but notice that he suddenly seemed to be getting awfully cozy with one of the other zombie-jocks.
Or maybe they were just talking. I mean, since Min, Gunnar, and I were ignoring him, Kevin had to talk to someone, right? I couldn't tell if the other guy was good-looking or not, because of the yellow makeup and messed-up hair. I hadn't paid any attention to him before, but now I couldn't help but notice that he did have a pretty good body.
I tried to put them both out of my mind. Before the next shot, I talked with Min, Gunnar, and Em.
"I have a question," I said.
"Yes?" Min said.
"Has anyone figured out what a brain zombie is yet?"
Min smiled. "Not a clue. It hasn't been mentioned in any of the scenes I've been in."
"I still say it's explained somewhere in the script," Gunnar mumbled.
Suddenly Kevin laughed. I turned. He was standing across the hall with that other zombie-jock. The guy had his hand up against the wall, leaning into it, exactly the way a guy leans into the wall when he's hitting on a girl. But Kevin didn't seem to mind. He was laughing and talking, so engrossed that he didn't even notice me staring at him.
Well, what difference did it make if he was being hit on by another guy? I wasn't interested in Kevin anyway, right? I didn't even want to talk to him. But it did sort of speak to Kevin's state of mind. I mean, if he was so desperate to get back together with me—so desperate that he'd become a movie extra just to get close to me—what was he doing letting himself be hit on by another guy? He had to know that I'd notice. Was he trying to make me jealous? Or was he just so weak-willed that when some random guy hit on him, he was powerless to resist?
I decided to block Kevin and his new "friend" out of my mind completely. Instead, I concentrated on Declan McDonnell. Him, I did want to talk to again, desperately. I didn't really expect to, but I decided why not swing by that bathroom where I'd seen him before? So I did.
Six times.
Every time we had a break or even an obviously long pause between shots, I went to that bathroom. And every time, I found myself alone. It was stupid, I know. Of course I was never going to talk to Declan McDonnell again. I'd been lucky to talk to him once!
When I went back to that bathroom a seventh time, he was there. He was standing at one of the thirty urinals, just zipping up.
"Oh!" I said.
"Oh," he said. "Hello again."
He picked up a silver dagger that I hadn't noticed sitting on top of the urinal. It had jewels in the handle and everything.
"What's that?" I asked.
"Just a prop. What I use to kill the zombies in the last part of the movie. I find it in a drawer in the principal's desk."
Taking the dagger with him, he crossed to the sinks to wash his hands.
"Hey, can I ask you a question?" I said. I didn't really have a question in mind, but I figured I had to say something, or he'd fly away again.
"Huh?" he said. "Sure, I guess." He finished washing and started drying his hands.
"What's the secret of high school?"
I have no idea what made me say this. It was just the first thing that popped into my head. I guess it was because Declan McDonnell was always playing high school students. He had to know the secret, right?
He shrugged. "Beats me. I didn't even go to high school."
"What?"
"It's true. I dropped out my sophomore year, when I started getting jobs on television. I had on-set tutors. I always wondered if I missed out."
"You didn't," I said quickly. "Seriously. Not at all . Trust me on this."
He laughed.
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