A/N: Okay, so I have decided to listen to one song for each Chapter. I'll try my best to base the chapter around the song, if I can't seem to do just that then I'll have one of the characters say the title of the song. Tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in here. Not yet anyways.
"Baracade the door!" Sam yelled, running into the choir room. Puck and Mike placed the make shift door from 2x4's from the wood shop room on the already closed doors to the room. Everyone was there, even Quinn and her gang of Skanks as they all watched the two boys struggle with the boards. Someone was on the other side trying to get in by clawing and groaning at the door but they finally got it latched.
Once word got out that a zombie had reached Lima, the entire school was on lock down. No one could get in and no one could get inside. But some kid got scared and walked out the front doors only to be caught and thus the school being attacked by zombies from every corner. The halls were filled with screaming kids and teachers as zombies began to feast. The glee club was already in session when it happend and Quinn was happening to pass by so Shue ordered her and the gang to get in the room for safety.
"What'd you see Sam?"
The blonde headed boy shook his head from where he sat, "It's not good, their everywhere and not just that, Figgins got caught,"
Schue looked down in slight sorrow.
"What should we do?" asked Kurt.
"We have to stay here till we know it's safe to leave," Schue replied, standing to walk into his office, "I hope Emma is okay,"
Everyone looked around the room to see who was there. Kurt next to Blaine who sat next to Tina. Mike by the door with Puck. Sam next to Mercedes who was next to Sugar. Artie next to Rory while Rachel sat with a crying Brittany. Quinn was sitting with her gang, Ronnie, Mack and Shela. Finn was far from Rachel and sitting alone.
It began to get dark as the glee kids sat around and talked, mostly wondering where Santana was. Brittany was afraid for the worst, knowing full well it was her that had got bitten. But she didn't want to be negitive, Rachel told her she probably went home and was there now. Brittany knew for a fact if she was home then she would of texted the blonde to come over. She never got a text or call.
"Berry, move,"
Rachel looked up to see a pink headed Quinn Fabray standing over both girls.
"Why should I?"
Quinn sighed, "Please Rachel, let me talk to her,"
Rachel gave one last squeeze before getting up and letting Quinn take her seat next to the tall blonde.
"B?"
Brittany just sniffled, staring at her phone.
"Britt, look at me please," pleaded Quinn. Slowly, blue teary eyes met concern hazel ones.
"She's gone, I know it," came the broken voice of one Brittany.
Quinn shook her head, cupping pale rosy cheeks, "Don't think that way Britt, she could be at home or something,"
"NO!" the dutch girl screamed, jerking from the punk's hold and catching everyones attention, "She would have called or texted me, she always does, she never fails to answer my calls," she stopped to suck in a breath.
"You want to know how many times i called without an answer?" she asked, no one said a thing, "Ten times, she never answered once,"
She stood and threw her phone across the room with so much might that it broke into pieces.
"She's dead, Santana is dead and probably has been infected with that damn sickness, she's down with the sickness that almost all of Lima has, she's gone," Brittany shouted but said the last few parts lower before breaking down again. Quinn slowly stood and engulfed the tall blonde into her arms. Brittany just cluntched onto her black shirt and sobbed.