Oh Fall Out Boy Was I Wrong...

~Prolouge~

~Picture above is Katherine~

Katherine's POV

I rush down the Creative Arts hallway, my dark blue and black robe flying behind me, set upon my shoulders, slightly pulling down my dark blue dress, that sets upon my black leggings. You may ask, 'What the fuck does a robe and a dress have to do with anything?' You probably didn't, but the reason is, it's graduation day and I'm late. Yeah great way to start the beginning of my adult life, late.

I see the line of black and blue, our school colors, of people waiting to go into their seats. Ok ok ok ok, I'm not too late. Now where is he? I start looking around for my best guy friend, who happens to stand and sit right next to me during the ceremony. I try to spot the irish, orange haired nerd, but I can't. He's so fucking short you can never see him. Well I can't hate. I'm 5'3, but my mom is 5'4 and dad 5'8. We are short people. Not like I asked to be short.

I finally spot the short man and rush over to him, standing in front of him.

"Late for the ceremony again, Kat?" He teases me, chuckling at his own joke. I give a small smile and wipe the sweat off my face. I was running in heels.

"Yeah... I got here just in time though!" I exclaim, proud with myself. He shakes his head and laughs, making a smile grow on my face. He always knows how to make me smile. He's just so fluffy and cute! We're best friends and that's we'll ever be. I don't think I'd ever like him as anything else. Some of our other friends do though. Pete, Joe, Andy, and of course the odd one out in the group, Madison. Yeah we are all deeply in love with music, while she's deeply in love with gaming. We love her anyway though. The only person who is closest to her gaming side is Pete. He's kind of a childish, fun, daring type of dude. he play video games sometimes and love star wars, like Madison. (I don't know that for sure)

"Hey! YO! Kat! It's almost your turn!" I hear the voice of Patrick say in my ear. I jump slightly, coming out of my thoughts. He give me a large smile, followed by a low chuckle. I roll my eyes and make my way up to my seat, above the stage. Patrick follows closely behind, not wanting to see his biggest fangirl behind him, Patricia Stumper. Yeah her name really close to his. She legally changed it to that, cause she saids she's in love with him. Gross.... I just wanna sucker punch her in the fucking face for doing that. Patrick does too, believe me. She always follows him around saying, Pattycakes! I know how much patrick hate the name. I actually called him that back in 7th grade and he didn't mind. That was because when Miss. Patricia found out, she started calling him it and he started to hate it. I don't call him that anymore, but I call him my own nickname no one else gave him, Trick or Trip. Pete, Joe, and Andy started to call him Trick, so I started to call him Trip cause he is constantly tripping on stuff and tri from trick and p from pat. It just worked out and he loves it.

I feel a nudge, so I turn my head to it, to see it's patrick. His pale skin glows in the dim light. He's not hot or handsome. He's kinda on the ugly side, but he's our best friend, and we never give up on besties.

"Hey you're next," he whispers to me, making me nod and fix my blue and black ribbon, scarf things around my neck for honers, president of the photography club, captain of the volleyball team, vice president of the guitar club, and valedictorian of the whole school. I tried hard to get where I am, and I plan to keep it that way. I may be late to things, but in the end, I always turn out best.

"Katherine Nivra Storm, Musical Genius, Volleyball Enthusiast, Family Orientated. This year's Valedictorian, Volleyball Captain, Photography President, and Guitar Vice-President." The principle saids, as I walk across the stage, earning cheers and applause from the crowd. I give a bright smile and wave, taking the diploma into my hands, along with many other awards.