The Choice Chapter 11

"Don't touch me! I can walk myself!"

Amanda's simp tried to seize his chance, his eyes lecherously lingering on certain parts of her anatomy.

Just as he was about to make a move, Amanda quickly stood up and shoved him hard.

People were like that—following me meant a chance to escape. Following Amanda meant certain death.

So now, nobody cared what she said.

I led this group all the way to the Science Building's main entrance.

My steps slowed again because that rotten stench was everywhere now.

"Lily, just tell us where to go—we'll follow you!"

The speaker was our class heartthrob, Tyler Mitchell. This guy had a whole flock of fangirls at school. He usually avoided someone like me—a punching bag—like the plague.

Worth mentioning: Amanda had been crushing on him forever, but Tyler liked the gentle type.

Sure enough, Amanda immediately positioned herself between me and Tyler, her nose practically crooked with rage.

"Lily Bennett!"

I waved dismissively—what did this have to do with me?

Tyler, very perceptive, pulled Amanda aside and looked at me warmly.

I provocatively flipped her off.

Then I ran out of the Science Building without looking back.

My prompt appeared again:

A. Walk through school gate directly

B. Find ladder, climb wall

Honestly, neither option was great.

If the school had become like this, hard to imagine what the outside looked like.

I followed option A first, walking out the gate. What I saw—the entire school had become an island.

Looking around, zombies everywhere.