Pick Bunny’s Brainz

Obviously, I’ve been super busy with getting us all looking fabulicious once again. I gave Misha a super cute ultra short boy cut from this faux-fur mini jacket she had in her locker, and she looks SOOOO good. I’ll do this whole cartoon zombie photo shoot of us right away!

With CeeCee, I had to take her weave out first, which was a HUGE pain, and caused, like, a TON of her brain to fall out (oops!), but it was worth it. I used a thinner laminate film on her so that she would have more flexibility. Once her makeover was totally complete, she looked…wmaybe not great, but like someone in a really great zombie costume.

Finally, it was my turn. The worst part was shaving my head/pulling all my hair out. That was bad, but going in to the oven was like nothing. Five minutes of heat and darkness, but no pain, and then voila, I was reborn, a shiny plastic version of my former self.

Of course, I got about two seconds to be proud of myself before all hell broke loose. I had stopped quickly at the home ec room to get supplies for my weave, when I heard yelling vibrating through the entire school.

Actually, it wasn’t really yelling. More like a person screaming, and a zombie roaring.

I’d left Misha and CeeCee out in the tunnel so they wouldn’t be in the clubroom if anyone showed up, but as I ran (read: hobbled) back underground and down the endless tiny tunnel, I could already smell what had happened.

Leland had come down to the clubroom, alone, and Misha had busted through the door to get at him.

I could smell it all. The dust that Misha kicked up in the tunnel, the scraped metal of the beaten-down door, the acidic stink of a zombie in hunting mode, and Leland, obviously, reeking like sweat and horror and finally, before I could get to them, blood.

Tags: beauty, hideout, Making Zombies, Zombie Army, zombie chic