A/N: Okay so this idea came to me while I was watching Scream 3. It's inspired by the movie. I don't want to say it's based on it. I thought I would give this a shot. If it bombs out then I won't finish it but I thought it would be nice to give it a chance.

Summary: Peyton Sawyer is being stalked by the killer of Tree Hill, North Carolina. The killer has already claimed the life of three victims. Now it's tormenting Peyton and killing her friends.

Warning: Character deaths, gore, language, femslash

Couples: Peyton and Haley, Brooke and Chase, Nathan and Rachel. No "Leyton" "Naley" or "Brucas"

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Things To Know: This story is very AU. Peyton is the biological daughter of Larry and Anna Sawyer. Derek doesn't exist. "Physco Derek" is known as Ian in this story.

Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer – Peyton is seventeen. She lives with her father and cousin, Brooke. She's a cheerleading and an honor student. She's dating Haley. Some of her drawings have been published in THUD magazine. She's an overall good girl. Her world is about to get turned upside down.

Haley Dawn James – Haley is seventeen. She lives on her own with her best friend, Rachel. She is a tutor in TTH. She is on the cheer squad. She's dating Peyton. Nathan and Lucas are her stepbrothers.

Brooke Penelope Davis – Brooke is eighteen. She lives with her cousin Peyton and her uncle Larry. She is best friends with Lucas. She is dating Chase Adams. She is captain of the cheer squad. She has fair grades. She has her own underground clothing line.

Rachel Summer Gattina – Rachel is sixteen. She lives with her best friend Haley. She moved out of her parent's house because of problems. She is dating Nathan, captain of the basketball team. Chase is her cousin. She is on the cheer squad.

Nathan Royal Scott – Nathan is seventeen. He is dating Rachel. He's captain of the basketball team. He lives in his father's beach house with his half brother, Lucas.

Lucas Eugene Scott – Lucas is eighteen. He lives with his half brother, Nathan, in their father's beach house. He is in the process of writing a book. He spends most of his free time hanging out with his best friend, Brooke.

Don't Scream – Prolog

The three girls in the car were singing along to the newest rock song on the radio. Peyton smiled over at her girlfriend who was really into the song. When the song ended the DJ was interrupted by a news report.

"Two Tree Hill teens were found dead earlier this evening."

"Turn it up." Brooke was now practically sitting between the two lovers in the front seat.

"Police have identified the two teenagers as Bevin Mirsky and her boyfriend Antwon Taylor. They were found this evening by her parents. Police have no suspects as of yet."

"Wow.." Haley turned the radio off. The three girls rode in silence for about half an hour. Finally they pulled into Haley's apartment building. After parking the car the three girls got out and ran up the stairs to Haley's apartment. Haley flung the door open.

"What's going on?" Rachel stood up from that couch that was holding Nathan and Lucas Scott. Haley threw herself into her best friend's arms. "What's wrong, Hales?"

"Bevin and Skills are dead. They were murdered." The room was silent. Peyton wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's waist, holding her close. "Baby, are you okay?" Haley looked at her concerned. She seemed to be lost in thought.

"I'm fine." She smiled to reassure her girlfriend. Truth was she wasn't. She had been receiving weird phone calls lately. This just seemed too weird. First the phone calls then the murders. She couldn't help but wonder if the two were connected.

"Why doesn't everyone stay here tonight? I think we would all feel safer." Rachel suggested.

"That sounds like a good idea." Brooke walked back into the room with the phone in hand. "Chase is fine. He said he's going to Jake's in Savannah for the week so I won't have to worry about him."

"Peyton and Haley can crash in Haley's bed. You can sleep with me Brooke." Rachel turned to the two guys. "And you two can crash out in here."

"Why?" Nathan pulled his redheaded girlfriend into his lap.

"So that we'll be safer. If the killer attacks your screaming will wake us up and we have more time to protect ourselves." Brooke stuck her tongue out at him and walked towards the bedroom. "Good night. Don't let the killer bite." If only the teens knew how much danger they really were in. The first rule in horror movies is to never make jokes about a killer.

A/N: Okay how bad does this suck? I thought I would give it a shot. This story won't be updated very often because it's a new kind of story for me. I plan on putting death scenes and romance scenes in it. Two things I'm not really used to writing.

I'm open to any suggestions or criticism. Leave me a review and let me know where my mistakes are and where I need to improve. But please do it in a tasteful manner. I am working without a BETA so there are probably going to be a lot of mistakes in my story.