The scene begins with an animation view of the quaint, perfectly planned community of Seabrook; houses that have the same architecture, people wearing clothes that are only pastel pink and blue, and all the automobiles being the same design; and Addison and Zed's voices begins to tell the story of Seabrookover fifty years ago and how it's relevant to present times.
Addison: Welcome to Seabrook. We're a perfectly planned community. We all have perfect homes.Perfect clothes. The perfect life. Yep, everything was perfect.
Then, the narration takes a bad turn by immediately going to the Seabrook Power Plant, where green flashing lights are all over the building. Workers are in a panic as to what's happening inside with the nuclear power. A careless employee knocks over an entire bottle of lime soda that short-circuits the control panel, overloads the system, and begins the beginning of the end.
Zed: Until it wasn't. Who'd have thought that an accident involving lime soda would set off the apocalypse?
The entire power plant blows up, knocking people away. Then, this eerie green haze blows all of the West Side of Seabrook, that transforms half the population into brain-eating zombies.
Addison: And when the contaminated green haze blew west, people werenot happy.
Kids playing in a ball pit, when - out of nowhere - a pale, white hand snaps out of the little area, and a person with green hair, glowing red eyes, and an appetite for human brains started to appear; the kids ran away in fear, back to the safety of their homes and parents. Even then, no where was safe. Zombies appearedeverywhere in Seabrook. It sent the entire town into a panic, as well as trying to figure out what to do about it.
Zed: Because it turned them into...Zombies.
Addison: That's right. Zombies!
A breaking Seabrook news bulletin appeared on the screen with a reporter panicking about the zombie outbreak...before he was devoured by a rogue zombie that tackled him like a quarterback.
Reporter: There is bedlam in Seabrook! Monsters are attacking! No! Ahh!
The news report fades out. A family panics while eating their dinner of spaghetti and a zombie crashes through their window and tries to eat them. All of Seabrook had to fight for their lives from the mindless, brain-eating zombies that overruns their quaint town.
Zed: Brain-eating...Zombies. Dark and gory times.
The Zombie Epidemic was everywhere, and the people of Seabrook had to do something to protect future generations from them. So, they came up with a plan.
Addison: But, we built a big barrier to protect ourselves from the zombie hordes.
Then, Seabrook was shining bright and everything was back the way it was before the Invasion of the Zombies, which the citizens of Seabrook call "The Outbreak".
Addison: Safe at last, Seabrook could finally get back to our perfect lives.
We see all of Seabrook through the section of the contaminated zombie area, which they - affectionately - call "Zombietown," a community that are as diverse and completely different from the norm, and are proud of it.
Zed: Well, a lot has changed since they built the barrier over fifty years ago. Science found a much better way to deal with zombies. And you know what happened to those brain-eating monsters? Well, they still have to live on this side of the barrier, but now...they're awesome!
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The scene begins with a old-style Victorian house that's been decorated with a cool kind of flair. House Z-224A is the home of one fifteen-year-old zombie teen named Zed Necrodopolous who's a zombie, but with big dreams of playing for a football team.He shows off his required clothing that all the zombies has to wear forever.
Zed:I'm Zed.And yeah, I'm a zombie. Zombie have to wear government-issued coveralls, but we make 'em look pretty cool. And we have a curfew. And, for a long time, zombies were forced to stay in Zombietown. But, we've come a long way since "The Outbreak," thanks to the Z-Band.
Zed sits down in his grocery cart chair and shows off this permanent metal wrist-band gadget that has a green screen which says, "Online."
Zed:This puppy delivers a dose of soothing electromagnetic pulses that keep us from eating brains. Now, zombies can live normal, happy lives and have handsome, yet humble kids.
Zed stands up and picks up a football, telling the audience about his dream of being a big football star for his school. However, being in Zombietown, there aren't a lot of choices when it comes to extracurriculars or sports. On that day, it was the beginning of a new day, and the beginning of an uncoming change that most people wouldn't ever expect: Zombie teens can begin attending human high school for the first time.
Zed:So, things are changing. Today's the first day that we can attendhuman high school, and I get to try out for the football team. Go Seabrook! Oh Yeah!
Zed begins to work out in his room with the exercise bike, lifting a metal dumbbell in one hand up and down to work up his strength. Then, he goes to his wall where there's a pulley system that he can work out his arms and muscles. Soon after, Zed was breathing heavily, and promptly collapsed on the floor and passed out.
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Meanwhile, in Seabrook, a fifteen-year-old blonde girl is practicing her cheers and hand motions in her full-length mirror before going to school. Addison, the daughter of the Mayor of Seabrook and the Chief of the Zombie Patrol is excited for her first day of high school and her aspirations of being able to join Seabrook High's Cheer Squad.
Addison:Give me an F! Give me an I! Give me an R-S-T! It's the first day of freshman year for me, me, me!
Then, Addison turns around to introduce herself to the audience.
Addison:Oh, hi! I'm Addison and I'vecrushed cheer summer after cheer summer of cheer camp.
It pans to Addison's trophy collection of First Prizes she got from all her years at Cheer Camp.
Addison:But today's my shot at making the Seabrook Cheer Squad. You make Cheer and you fit in. And why wouldn't I fit in? I'm a totally normal teen.
The scene goes into her bathroom, where Addison stares at her reflection and gives an unimpressed look at herself; mostly, it stems from fear of being rejected and bullied as different.
Addison:Well...except for this.
Then, she fixes her head and shows the audience her secret. Addison wears a blonde wig to hide her real hair. A completely white head of hair. Then, she fixes the strand that escaped and made sure that it was safely secure inside her blonde wig, so it won't fall off or out.
Addison:Born with it. Doctors can't explain it. They think it's some rare genetic thing. I can't dye it,nothing sticks. I've tried everything. In some places, this hair might be odd, in, like, a cool way, but notat Seabrook. People here hate anything that's different. If anyone outside my family found out that I wore a wig, I would never be allowed to cheer. So, I've wore a wig for as long as I can remember.
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Meanwhile, back in Zombietown, Zed jumps down from the stairs, and goes into the dining room where he sees his little sister, Zoey, is sitting at the table, playing with her stuffed dog toy, Xander. He smiles at the sight of his baby sister being happy.
Zoey: Here you go, Xander, your bone.
Zed: That's my little sister, Zoey. She really wants a dog, but zombies aren't allowed to have pets. Some people still think we'll eat them. Ruff! Ruff!
Zed goes down on his knees and acts like a dog for his sister who looks up from her stuffed animal and smiles at the sight of her big brother. He barks like a dog and acts like one to fill the void for his sister's dream of owning a dog.
Zoey: Come, Zed, come.
Zed: Ruff! Ruff! Ruff, ruff, ruff!
Zoey pats his shoulder, proud of her big brother.
Zoey: Good boy.
A man wearing a white button-up shirt, grey coveralls, a large body type, comes into the dining room from the kitchen. Having the same green hair, pale skin, and brown eyes as his son, Zevon Nedcrodopolous dotes on his children like any loving parent would.
Zevon: Hey, son, try this. Brains in a can. It's made out of cauliflower.
Zevon carries a tray of canned cauliflower and scrambled eggs for his kids' breakfast. He puts some on for Zed's plate, then Zoey's, and finally, the rest for him.
Zevon: And some for you, my little zombie angel.
Zed gives his opinion on what breakfast actually tastes like, and it tastes weird.
Zed: Mmm. It tastes like gym sneakers, Dad.
Zevon: I know. How great is that?
Zed shrugs his shoulders, but continues to eat his breakfast before going to school.
Zevon: Listen, Zed. I'm not so sure about this whole football thing, you know? It might be too much. I mean, you're a great kid, it's just...you haven't spent a whole lot of time around humans and humans don't really like zombies.
Zed: That's just 'cause they haven't met me yet. Woof!
Zed barks to his little sister and offers his hand for a high-five.
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Returning back to Seabrook, Addison goes downstairs where her mother serves her a bowl of assorted fruits in front of her with a glass of water beside it. Her mother, Missy, is the elected Mayor of Seabrook, and is running for re-election. Her husband, Dale, is the Chief of the Zombie Patrol, and is just as composed as Missy is.
Missy: Cheer tryouts today!
Dale: Cheer tryouts today!
Addison: I am way fired up.
Missy: Addison, you know that Seabrook's won every cheer championship since...Forever.
Dale whispers the last word of his wife's explanation about the cheer championships.
Dale: Forever.
Missy was beginning to worry about her only daughter's safety, especially since she's trying out for the cheer squad, and it's her first day of Freshman year with zombie classmates.
Missy: But, now the city council's having our zombies in our schools, we need cheer more than ever. As Mayor, I beseech you. You make that team and win that cheer championship!
She emphasized the importance of winning this year's championship, but in the process freaked her daughter out by how far she went by screaming out that last part.
Addison: Beseech me? Really, Mom?
Missy felt guilty at screaming her anxiety about the zombie classmates and the cheer championship to Addison's face.
Missy: I get-that was, um...
Dale: Yeah, Missy, that was a bit much.
Missy: A bit much, I failed at that.
Dale: Nothing's gonna stop you, Addison.
Addison looked back and forth at her parents, wishing her luck at the tryouts today, but also reminding her that her blonde wig must stay on at all times, so no one would see how different she really is to everyone in town.
Missy: As long as you keep that wig on.
Dale: Oh, yes, of course. As long as you keep that wig on.
Addison: It's on.
Missy: Honey? It's time.
Dale was on the phone to his department, talking about the safety of the students at Seabrook High today, when his wife called him for their first-day ritual.
Dale: Oh.
Missy: Ready?
He puts the phone on hold, walks over to the table, and places his hand with his wife and daughter for a hand pile.
All together: Go Team!
Missy and Dale: Woo!
In Seabrook, Addison leaves the house where she sees some of her friends, all looking normal and the same, riding their bikes to school.
Addison: Hi!
They wave hello back to Addison, as she stands on her front lawn, breathing in the beautiful air of a new school year, feeling the sun on her face, and the sprinklers turning on, watering the lawn before leaving to go to meet up with her cousin, Bucky.
Zombie Male Neighbor: Hey, Zed.
Zed: What's up?
Zombie Male Neighbor: Football!
Zed: Hi.
Zombie Female Neighbor: Hi.
In Zombietown, Zed steps out of the house with his backpack, saying hi to neighbors, watering the small, decrepit flower that has no water, and goes to meet up with some of his fellow zombie friends. He hangs out with some of the residents, before catching up with his two best friends in the entire world.
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(My Year)
Addison:
I'm fired up,
Tryouts today
I'm gonna blow 'em away, yeah.
Dad says I can't go wrong, no
As long as I keep this on, oh.
Seabrook's been the best, like, forever
Mom's counting on me, no pressure,
Cheer's in my family genes
C'mon let's do this thang
Zed:
Now, what up everybody
Let me set the scene
Fresh new start for your boy Young Z.
You saw Pops, for a dad, he's cool
He's just a little stressed for my first day of school.
They'll say, "Be careful, those humans can be mean"
But, I'm still going out for the football team.
This might look rough, but it's home sweet home
Just a little bit of dust and a little bit of mold.
But, it ain't so bad on this side of the tracks,
We make it work with a little bit of swag
Addison:
On this side, we can all keep winning
If we just try to fit in
Together:
Watch it, come together
Be the best one ever,
Because it's my time
This is gonna be my year
Been waitin' for this moment
I'm gonna own it,
You can watch me shine,
This is gonna be my year
My year, my year
My, my, my year
Addison:
My year
Zed:
My year
Addison:
My year
Zed:
My year
Addison:
This is gonna be
Together:
My year
Then, Zed stands on the porch, knocking on a purple door. Footsteps come to the front where a girl with thick, curly green hair, the same pale white skin every zombie has, comes to the entrance. Wearing a red shirt, grey shirt jacket and skirt, ripped leggings, and combat boots, Zed's friend is someone who is - in simplest terms - an activist for zombie kind. She has on big, chandeliers earrings, her hair in a ponytail, and carrying her backpack over her shoulder, angry that the humans don't care about them, even though they're not doing anything wrong.
Zed:
Now, this is my good friend Eliza
Eliza:
We'll never be accepted zombie's need to rise up
Fight the good fight stand for what's right
We got the worst jobs and a curfew at night
They make us wear uniforms that all look the same
Why's it just us being treated this way.
