Dead Jed: Dawn Of The Jed by Craven Scott

Author:Craven, Scott [Craven, Scott]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: death, dying, YA, horror, paranormal, demons, fantasy, male lead, ghosts
Publisher: Month9Books, LLC
Published: 2014-12-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

“Here’s what I’m dying to know, so to speak,” Anna said. “How many dogs did it take to make Tread?”

“I lost count at four,” I answered.

“And when the bolt of lightning hit to charge up Tread, did you scream, ‘It’s alive!’”

“I did. Woke up Dad, who thanked me for using a natural electrical source rather than plugging into an outlet. He’s always happy when we do things that save energy.”

After I’d left Mr. Landrum, I texted Anna to meet me behind the cafetorium. It might have been the first time in undead history when a zombie needed a breather.

She arrived a few minutes later (four minutes and thirty-two seconds to be exact, a fast time since she had to duck out of class).

She looked perfect, as usual. Some might think the hoop earrings and lace at the bottom of the skirt would clash with the ripped tights and heavy black boots, but that’s what I liked most about her. She was strong, independent, and really cute. She’d smile if I held a door for her, but would shoot me a “I can take care of myself” look if we heard someone talking trash about her. She was as comfortable in her skin as anyone I knew. How could I not fall so deeply in like with Anna?

We plopped down in the cool shade cast by the cafetorium’s ugly block wall, far enough away from the Dumpster so the odor of salad-bar remnants tickled at our noses rather than slapped us in the face.

“Do I detect a bit of zucchini rot mixed with decaying kale?” Anna said.

“Yes, and if you smell closely, you will pick up the unmistakable bouquet of putrefied potato salad,” I said.

She inhaled deeply through her nose. “Ah, there it is. Brings it all together.”

While the trash bins always filled quickly with leftovers, this particular Dumpster was dominated by fruits and vegetables. Apparently, the government requires schools to have healthy menu items. And since there’s no corresponding law that students have to eat it, almost all of it winds up in the trash. A perfect example of wonderful intentions and terrible results.

Anna slid closer and took my hand. “It was pretty easy to tell by your text that you were upset. What’s wrong, Jed?”

My text might have been a bit overdramatic. Something about life crashing down around me, and begging Anna to meet me. There might have been five or six “please’s before “meet me.” You’d think someone who lacked a working heart wouldn’t be so transparent with emotions.

I told her about the “Franken-canine” leaflet, which seemed to accuse me of building a monster dog out of various dog parts. At least I was able to joke about it with her for a bit, but then I got to what really bothered me.

“Mr. Landrum collected some of my Ooze,” I said. “He scraped it off a test. Now he’s supposed to test it, put it under the microscope to see what it is and how it works. And I’m supposed to see Principal Buckley at some point.

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