If It Was Real

{{This is a remake C: i hope you like it, i'm trying to add as much as i can from the original fic as possible}}

I thought i was going insane. This couldn't be possible. Someone was definitely playing a prank on me!

"Chels'? Come on, the bell already rang." I was snapped out on my internal conflict by the sound of my friend's voice. Blinking, i nodded, but was still pretty engrossed in what i found.

"Just look at this, tell me you know where this is from. I will love you forever if you do." That usually worked to get things done. Pulling her lightly by the strap of her backpack, i dragged Angel (That was her name) over to my discovery. Gesturing like a model on the Shopping Network, i drew her attention to the small logo engraved in the side of the microscope-we were studying bacteria in class. The microscope was high class, probably given to the school by some sort of science grant by the looks of it, but that wasn't the importance of it. Near the base of the microscope was the logo, engraved finely into the plastic were the words "Property of the Umbrella Corporation" in fine print, alongside the infamous Umbrella logo.

Now, because i wouldn't let this slide, i checked all the microscopes. Yet Angel didn't seem to make the connection. So i'd had to explain to her why each and every microscope we had in the classroom being owned by the Umbrella Corporation was significant. "It's an evil pharmaceutical corporation that-" I cut myself off as i became aware of the footsteps of my teacher as he left his office, wondering why we were still here.

"Do you girls need something?" Mr. Melero asked, giving us a confused look. Wondering why we were standing there consulting with each other about the microscopes when we should be getting to class.

"No, sorry, we were just talking about something." This time it was Angel who began pulling me out as she apologized to our teacher. Luckily it was nutrition break. Something my school has between second and third period to give students a chance to go to their lockers or to snack or something, given the change in schedule we'd had the year before. So by the time we were out and away from our classroom we had about 10 minutes to get to class, which, thankfully wasn't very far either. Mr. Procopio was just very finicky when it came to people being late when they had so much time. "What's the big deal about the logo anyways?"

"You just don't get it," I said with a sigh, shaking my head. "I'll tell Nikki, she'll get what i mean."

At lunchtime i began describing my findings to my best friend Nikki, who also was a Resident Evil fan. So naturally she'd get what i was talking about when i said the school science program must be funded by Umbrella.

"So i took a picture before we left, you can't see it that well but it's totally there." I told her, pulling up the picture of the logo i'd taken on my phone. She seemed shocked, but reacted as if it were all a joke.

"Oh my god, Umbrella is taking over the world!"

I gave her an annoyed glare, but ignored the comment otherwise. "Just listen, i bet i could find more tomorrow on other things, and then there's that umbrella in the front by the office that's red and white too!"

"Sweety, i think you're paranoid." Said the voice of my boyfriend Michael as he sat down next to me on the floor. Yes, we eat on the floor, i know it sounds unsanitary, but there was only about 10 tables in the lunch area, and the occasional 5 scattered about the school.

"Well, i'm telling you what i found, i can show you tomorrow! I'm not going crazy and i'm not paranoid, even if i am, the logo was still there!" I began to protest, still holding my findings to be evidence for the Umbrella Corp. to be real. I mean, what else did they mean?

"This is it." I announced, leading my best friend Nikki to the science buildings. There wasn't much you could tell by the outside of the building that there was anything significant about it. It was a new building, sure, by a couple of years. The school had recently gone through a lot of renovations, making everything more high-tech and nice-looking. It wasn't like she hadn't seen this building before, she had a class here, just not the same teacher as i did. "It probably won't do any good to just stand out here...but it's not like we have x-ray vision," i mutter aloud, "I really should have thought this through."

"Good job, Chelsea, good job." Nikki teased.

"Oh come on, we can still be ninjas and scope the place out. Hardly anyone would be here, except a few clubs or teachers, and stuff." I told her, trying to get her to see my view of things.

"Fine. Only because it's fun to stalk," She said with an evil little smirk, returning to my side as we snuck around the side of the building to look at the other rooms.

We'd been out there for a while before i finally heard something. Nikki had gone to find a bathroom that maybe wasn't locked, because i mean, someone was bound to be here on a saturday, right? I was busy taking pictures with my phone of anything that stunk of Umbrella. It wasn't much, but i was bored and needed something to keep me busy. From behind me, i heard a door creak just a bit, the click of the door handle as it opened. I turned quickly, fearing we'd be caught for being here when we weren't supposed to. What i saw shocked me to the point of no words. I lifted up my phone, and quickly snapped a picture before he could turn.

A long black coat, blonde hair slicked back, and glasses. Sunglasses. It wasn't like it wasn't bright outside, but those sunglasses! They reeked of Albert Wesker! There was no way that could be him! Any normal person would run, but i didn't. His eyes-or rather sunglasses-met mine before i could run away. And by that point, i figured running would be useless, i was already caught.