AN- Okay so this is the first chapter! I'm really excited about this story. I really could not wait to post this. You can blame that on the Resident Evil movie, because I was like omg! I super wanna post this!

Also who else loved the whole Jarley thing in Brittany 2.0! I was super sad when Kitty came up and was like "Oh ya we are dateing."

Disclaimer: I wish apon every single star in this universe that I owned the Resident Evil (Movies and Games) and Glee.

Chapter One

"You guys are so boring!" Santana yelled at Rachel and I from the living room. Rachel and I were sitting across from each other at the dinning room table.

"No we just want to get into N.Y.A.D.A!" Rachel yelled back in a voice that told everyone that she was going to get into N.Y.A.D.A and nothing was going to stop her from getting in. I looked up from my Calculus and looked over at Santana. She and Brittany were curled up on the sectional and she rolled her eyes.

"What ever just finish quickly so we can start the movies!" Santana had been begging us to have a Resident Evil movie marathon. She really liked zombie movies, she was like literally going crazy for the next one to come out. She watched the trailer everyday, it was getting a little scary.

"Done." I lied, I really didn't want to do my homework anymore. But does any teenager really want to do homework on a friday night?

"Really? What did you get for twenty-five." Rachel's eyes narrowed, she could tell if you were lieing from a mile away. I looked down at my paper and saw I only worked up to number twenty-two.

"Five." I put my papers away and she growled. She knew that my answer was wrong, but she let it go.

"Well I guess I'm done!" Rachel threw her hands up in the air.

"Fuck ya!" Santana giggled as she put the movie in. Brittany was no longer laying next to her. She had latched herself onto my arm, when I sat down, on the opposite side of the couch. We all knew how Santana got when she watched the movie, also Brittany was very scared of the movie franchise.

Rachel and I rolled our eyes when Santana quoted the lines and shouted encouragement to charecters. "Fuck ya Rain!" Santana screamed as the doorbell rang out, causing Brittany to jump in fear.

"I'll get it!" Brittany offered imediatly. She quickly slid off of the leather couch and bounded over to the front door. The front door had it's own hallway. That led to the living room or anouther hallway that went to two of the five bedrooms.

"Kill those fucking zombie dogs!" Santana yelled.

"Has anyone else noticed that they use dobermans in everyone of the movies?" Rachel asked, she sounded very bored. (AN- SPOILED TO 5TH ONE (THOUGH NOT THAT BIG) they actually don't have zombie dogs in the 5th one lol)

"Oh hello." I heard Brittany say in her usual bright and cheery voice. She was the glue to our small group, always solving our fights and cheering us up when things went wrong. When I didn't hear a reply I got a little worried, because Brittany also wasn't trying to fill the silence. Which she usually did.

"This isn't your house! Leave!" I heard brittany yell in a shrill voice. We all looked over at the hallway, the movie forgotten. None of us moved for some reason. I felt my blood pounding in my ears and adreniline shoot through my body. "Brittany?" I called.

I heard Brittany scream, thats when time slowed down. I looked over to Rachel who looked at the hallway with wide eyes. Then over at Santana who jumped off the couch, grabbed a fire poker and sprint to the front door. I looked back over at Rachel when Brittany let out anouther scream.

Now I was jumping over the couch and sprinting to the hallway. I skid to a halt once I could look down the dark hallway. I looked just like a scary movie.

The only light was the one from the front porch that was swinging back and forth omenously. Causing three shadows to flow, like a river, at me. The three people in the hallway were all black silouetts. Santana had the fire poker raised above her head, ready to strike that man. He was laying on Brittany. His head was trying to reach forward and get Brittany. But she was stopping him by pushing his shoulders away from herself. "Help me!" with that Santana swung.

She hit the guy in the shoulder and he flew off of the latinas girlfriend. He let out a moan as Brittany got up and ran behind Santana. The three of us went back into the living room. "Call the police." I commanded Rachel.

I heard another moan from the hallway and a dragging sound. Then there was the thunking and more moans. "Wh-What's that." Brittany asked.

"I forgot the address can't you tell where I'm at from your fucking computer." I looked over at Rachel in surprise, she rarely cussed. Santana and I shared a look. She was the bravest girl in our group and her eyes were wide with fear, that did make me feal confident.

There were more moans and thunks down the hallway. The scaries part was that we didn't know when it was coming. And that it was taking such a long time.

"People broke into the house!" Rachel hissed into her phone, just a few seconds after she said that we saw the first person. It was the guy that attacked Brittany.

He had pasty white skin. It looked like someone had literally covered all of his skin with chalk. And he had white-blue eyes, that seemed to have no souls, and his puples were very small. His one arm, on the side where Santana hit him, was hanking uselessly because it was popped out of place. His neck had dried and clumped up blood, that surounded a cirular wound. As if something had bit him.

"Get o-out of my house." I told the man weekly. That caught his attention and his head turned over to the four of us. He let out a deep, ragid breath and stared at us for a few seconds. In those seconds more chalky skinned people showed up. Now they were all string at us. Some of them had slacked jaws, I saw tiny sharp teeth in there mouths.

The first guy let out a howl and charged at us. Rachel dropped her phone in fear, Brittany let out a squeak of horror, Santana held her weapon over her head and I just stood there stareing at the pack of people now charging at us. The all looked like hungry wolves. There white-blue eyes searching our faces for the first place to attack. "Run!" I grabbed Rachels hand and bolted to the kitchen.

It was in the room on the other side of the dinning room. I ran right past the kitchen and went down anouther hallway that led to the two bedrooms and the stairs. I turned around as I ran up the stairs. I saw Brittany and Santana hand-and-hand right behind us. Then just a few meters behind them were the rabid people, stumbling up the stairs.

I tooks a sharp turn left, pulling on Rachels arms a little. I went to the end of the hallway and opened the door. I practically leaped into the blue walled room and once the girlfriends were in the room I slammed the door closed. I locked it and pressed my back against the door, breathing very heavily. "You don't think?" Santana looked at Rachel and I.

I looked at her very confused and looked around the room. We were in my older brother, Coopers, room. The walls were lined with posters of movies and swim suit models. Against one of the walls were a wide assortment of sports tools. "Santana there's no way." Rachel reasoned, though she didn't sound sure.

I was still very confused so I looked at Santana and asked, "Think what? Whats going on?"

"Well isn't it obvious!" Rachel looked at me, "She thinks that those people are zombies!" And then the idea shoved it's way into my brain. It kind of made sence. The unseeing eyes, the wound that looked like a bite and how they were trying to attack us. Though now it seemed like they were trying to eat us, and we are trapped in a room. On the second floor.

AN- Okay so who liked my atempt at being scary! I know it kind of sucked! But I liked the chapter overall. Okay so this is going to be like the first epesode of Glee. The next chapter won't be for a while. Like maybe not until next month. I want to get super close to finishing my other story. Also all of my stories (after the one that shall be finished soon) will be posted on the same day. I will try to do it every Saturday, but they all shall be posted at once so if one ain't done (lol I rythemed!) none are getting posted. So that way I don't favor a certant story.