The Walking Dead, CXMR Show and Game Crossover

Episode 1: Days Gone By

You chuckle.

Ms. Bertrand: Look, I gotta get something from the copy room. Don't fall asleep or it's another day.

She walks out of the classroom. You sigh.

You hear someone unzip their bag.

You look to your left to see a girl in a blue and white hat sitting on the other side of the room. She takes out a book and starts reading.

You look at the door and make sure that the teacher's really gone. You look back at the girl.

You: Psst.

She doesn't respond.

You: Psst!

She puts her book down and looks at you.

You whisper: When'd you get in here?

Girl whisper: When you were drooling on the desk. Look, I don't wanna talk and risk coming back here. She says, looking back at her book.

You whisper: ...What are they gonna do, tape our mouths shut until it's time to go?

Girl whisper: Don't tempt them.

You scoff.

You whisper: ...What'd you do?

The girl starts thinking about if she wants to respond or not. She looks at you.

Girl whisper: I got caught selling finished assignments. They were doing bag searches for that one kid who had apparently brought weed into school; they searched mine and found the assignments. What about you?

You whisper: These cops found weed in my bag.

The girl looks at you with a shocked face.

Girl whisper: Wait, really?

You snicker.

You whisper: No, I'm joking.

The girl chuckles a little.

You whisper: ...No, I was graffitiing the porta potty outside the football field.

Girl whisper: How'd you get caught?

You whisper: The coach needed to take a leak.

Girl whisper: Ah. Gotcha. Why did you--

The door opens, so you look away from the girl with your chin rested in your hand and she puts her book back in her bag. The teacher walks back in.

Ms. Bertrand: Clementine, I already told you to take your hat off.

Clementine: Sorry. She says, taking off her hat. Won't happen again. She says as the teacher sits at her desk.

Ms. Bertrand: Don't make promises you can't keep.

Clementine puts her hat in her bag.

Clementine mumbles: Never promised anything.

Clem sits regularly in her seat. The teacher starts working on her stuff.

You whisper: "Clementine..." Hm.

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You're walking out of school. You make it up to your old pickup truck. You get inside and you put the key in the ignition. You turn it, and the truck doesn't start.

You: C'mon, you sonuva...

It doesn't budge.

You: Damn it. You say, throwing the key at the windshield.