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Shelby/Puck. Zombies. In any way.

The bell chimed loudly, signalling the end of the last period for the day. “Okay guys, remember to have finished pages 52 and 53 for next lesson,” Shelby Corcoran called over the ruckus of her students packing up.

Soon they had all departed, except for one. Noah Puckerman approached the teacher’s desk with his hands in his pockets. An unusual occurrence for him to be attending any academic class; he had taken a liking to Ms. Corcoran’s biology classes for his own ulterior motives.

He took a quick glance towards the door and then approached Shelby from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling her neck. Shelby halted in her movements of cleaning the board. “Puck,” she warned. “We can’t do this here.”

“We’re all alone,” Puck whispered in her ear, lightly kissing her neck. Shelby’s resolve to fight him was quickly fading, her breathing growing more erratic. When he kissed that certain spot that always drove her crazy, she couldn’t take it anymore. She quickly spun around and pushed Puck against the desk, straddling his lap and kissing him passionately. 

Suddenly, a loud crash could be heard in the distance. Shelby and Puck paused in their movements as the sound of glass shattering permeated the room. “What was that?” Shelby whispered.

Shelby and Puck made their way over to the door of the classroom, peering out of the glass panel in the centre. And if they hadn’t been looking at what was in front of them, they never would have believed it. 

The entire football team was approaching them, but they were no longer human. Every teenage boy straggling down the hallway was a zombie, moaning for brains.

“Is… is that… how?” Shelby stammered as they took in the sight ahead of them.

“I don’t know, but we need to get out of here,” Puck said, quickly searching the room for a defence weapon. He settled for a hockey stick that had been forgotten in the corner.

“Puck, I… what’s going to happen?” Shelby said, shaking with fear.

“Baby, it’s going to be fine,” Puck responded. “I got this.” He kissed her softly before taking her hand and opening the door.


Puck startled awake, breathing heavily from his dream. What had just happened? he thought to himself. Zombies, school… making out with Ms. Corcoran?

Puck smirked to himself as he settled back down to sleep. One thing was for sure, it was a fucking awesome dream.