Written for Stuffed Olives Zombie Flash Fiction Contest.
A Series of Mistakes
By Lisa McCourt Hollar
Johnny Thompson was one of those jocks that thought he was
God’s gift to the girls of South Kingston High. Gorgeous, bleach blond hair,
teeth that could light up a room in the dark… Gads, I hated him. But I was the
head cheerleader. I was expected to date him. But that didn’t mean I had to
boff him.
Johnny thought otherwise. He drove me out to the middle of
Bumfuck Egypt, unzipped his pants and tried to force my face down into his lap.
He told me, “Either suck it or walk home.” I walked. That’s when I met Troy.
I’d seen him before. He was never very good with a comb, his
clothes always ratty… he had that dead look about him, probably because he was
dead. Texting and driving is never a good idea. I turned to run but Troy wasn’t
alone. Half of South Kingston Cemetery was with him. Not doing Johnny and
walking home, not my best idea either.
They didn’t eat my brains, which is why I came back. It happened
quickly. I was stumbling around, feeling hungry when I saw Johnny. The idiot
had run out of gas. He thought I had changed my mind when I climbed in through
the open top. When I went down he knew his mistake.
My mistake was thinking his brains were in his pants. Now
Johnny thinks he is Death’s gift to the girls of South Zombie High. Gads I hate
him.
Word Count: 246
Ahahha! Lisa!
ReplyDeleteOh dear... I'm laughing and shaking my head at the same time. GROSS!
Thank you for entering! xxx