THE APOCALYPSE: Surviving The Undead! [book 1 of The Apocalypse Series]

chapter one

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Chapter 1- Daniel Rodriguez POV

"pass the ball dude," I yelled at Thomas. He looked over at me and smirked before shooting the final basket and missing it. The final buzzer rang announcing our loss. Thanks to that dumbass we lost.

I tried not to look over at the coach because I know he was pissed.

"GOD DAMN, ARE YOU GUYS STUPID OR WHAT?!" Coach Brown screamed pulling out the few hair that remained on his head.

We all jogged back to him after shaking hand with the other team. The winning team, which for another year was not us. Stupid Thomas had cost us this championship. Coach was gonna have his head.

"What's wrong with you Thomas?" he yelled glaring at Thomas. Thomas just shook his head and slouched hanging his head in shame, "Danny boy was wide open, he had a better chance at the shot and you knew that."

"Well, we cant beat ourselves up about it now coach," I interject before coach went at it again, "I think we should all just get some rest. We all tried our hardest out there," I tried smiling and patted the coach on the back.

He looked up and gave me a wary half smile. Coach was like a father to me. I've known him for almost all my life. Throughout high school he would train me after my regular basketball practice. Those four years I breathed, ate, slept basketball just so I could be good enough to play in college. Now here I am and we lost. I was disappointed but I can only imagine how coach was. All he wanted to do was win this championship and retire.

He nodded. "I guess your right Danny boy. Everyone hit the showers, I will see you all tomorrow."

The gym was empty now, we were the last to make our way to the lockers. Everything was quieter then usual. Maybe it's our defeat.

The cold water splashed on my pale shoulder. It felt good. My insides ached and they were on fire. I crouched a little so I could get my head wet with water instead of having it soaking in sweat. Funny how these showers were supposed to be for athletes who most likely are tall but instead they made them like for midgets.

I quickly got out and changed. all the boys looked sad. Shit I'm sad or more like angry. This was the last year coach would be with us and we lost. I felt worst because I was the captain and I didn't stop Thomas. I wanted to rip off his head and shove it soo far off his ass so no one would see it.

"Yo. Daniel," someone screamed from behind, "wait up."

I stop before exiting the big gym doors and turned around.

"Hey," I smiled, "Why are you here?"

"I'm your stalker remember," Katy laughed.

"Oh yeah I forgot," I chuckled. "I'm sorry"

"For what?" she asked "Its not like you make me be you stalker, heck I don't even want too be your stalker. I'm forced," she gave me a small smile. Her golden brown eyes sparkled with the ray of florescent lights.

"I'm sorry for wasting your time," I clarified, "We lost, so you kind of made the long trip for nothing"

"Don't sweat it," she smiled pushing the gym doors open ," I rode on one of the charter buses that brought you guys here. And plus you gave me plenty of action to write about for the paper. You guys did your best and it showed, trust me you didn't waste on one's time."