A/N: Here's the next chapter! Also, I have two things to say: 1.) I now need a way for Mr. Schue to die. (I figured out what I'm going to do with Kurt) If you have any ideas, PM me, please. And 2.) If you have any story ideas for me, PM me! I'll write pretty much anything (but not smut). Okay, so, this chapter starts a little slow, I think, but please enjoy anyway!

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Chapter 6 – Tina

Tina was upset.

Her parents had decided to take her out to a surprise dinner, just because, and she came home to a missed call from Artie. She tried calling back multiple times, but he never answered. And Artie always answered her calls.

So here Tina sat, looking out the window into the stormy night (The sun had set about an hour ago), listening for Artie's signature "Who dis be?" to come from her cell phone's speaker. But it never did.

"I hope he isn't mad that I was talking to Mike today. I mean, Mike might be really cute and, like, Asian, but I don't like him like him." She thought.

Tina sighed. She drummed her fingers on the table and pushed her chair backwards. She walked to the refrigerator and pulled out a strawberry-flavored soda, pouring some out into a cup. Sitting back down, she tried calling Artie again. Nothing. She slowly swirled her straw around in the bubbly, pinkish-red liquid.

"Is it organic?"

Tina's hand jerked up, yanking the straw out of the cup and sloshing soda onto the table. She turned and saw Brittany outside of the window, soaked by the rain that was just starting to let up.

"Brittany?" Tina asked.

"That's my name. Although it might be Britney. I always get the two confused."

"You're all wet!" Tina said, disregarding Brittany's last statement, "Come inside!"

"'Kay!" Brittany replied. She pried the window and climbed in, a damp, heavy looking bag slung over her shoulder.

"So, Brittany, what are you doing here? No, wait, sorry; I'll get you a towel first. Just, stay here."

Tina jogged to the linen closet in the hallway. Swinging open the door, she pulled out two towels (Just in case). She walked back into the kitchen to find Brittany staring intently at her soda, which she had set on the table.

"Here you go!" Tina said cheerfully, breaking Brittany out of her trance. Tina handed Brittany a towel.

"I can't use this!" Brittany gasped, "The bunnies will get wet!" She gingerly held the bright pink, bunny-patterned towel in front of her.

"And that's what I brought the extra towel for." Tina thought. She took the towel from Brittany's hand and gave her the plain, blue one she had been holding.

Brittany smiled and began to dry herself off.

"So, is it organic? You never answered me."

Tina tilted her head quizzically. "Is what organic?"

"The blood." Brittany replied, her voice muffled by the towel.

"The…the what?" Tina stammered.

"The blood. In that cup." Brittany said, gesturing toward Tina's cup, "Did someone donate it or is it, like, fresh? Do you know whose it is?" Brittany blinked innocently, waiting for a response.

Flustered, Tina frowned and picked up the cup from the table. "This is soda." She said, "Strawberry soda. Why… why would you think it's blood?"

"Because, Tee, you're a vampire. Duh."

"No, I'm not."

"Yeah, you are! You told Principal Figgins so a few weeks ago!"

Tina chuckled, relieved. "That was a lie, Brittany. Just to get my Goth clothes back, remember?"

"No, it wasn't." Brittany persisted, walking slowly towards Tina, "It was the truth." Brittany's hand eased into her bag as she watched the small Asian carefully.

Tina raised her hands into the air. "Brittany, I really don't know what you're talking about. I really think-"

Tina's sentence was cut off as Brittany suddenly launched herself at her. With an unearthly growl, Brittany pinned Tina to the ground.

"Brittany!" Tina exclaimed, "What are you-"

Tina cried out in pain. She shuddered, abandoning her efforts to struggle. She drew in a tortured, agonizing breath as she felt her blood seep from her body. Blood gurgled into her throat and her head fell backwards onto the floor.

Feeling Tina go limp underneath her, Brittany climbed off of her. Smiling faintly, she yanked out the wooden stake that was protruding form Tina's chest.

"The vampire is dead," Brittany sang, "Six down."

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