Dead Bodies (Niall Horan)

Chapter 1

Yes I knew what was going to happen in a month. The boys will ask the girls to awkwardly dance with them around sweaty couples and horny guys.

Normal people called this 'Prom.' But I knew it was just an excuse for 18 year old sex. I bet the girls already practiced their sounds.

I knew I wasn't going. But no matter how many times I told everyone else that, they would try to change my mind. Every day I get a 'Oh come on, Emerald! It'll be fun! We can shop for dresses together and even do each others makeup!' And just this morning I got a text from my mom that read 'Emerald, I know you already said no to going to prom, but will you reconsider? I want to take pictures.' I didn't even bother to respond to that message. Of course she would find a way to turn the situation toward her. She always does.

I don't even know why I would want go. I don't have a boyfriend. It's not because my parents won't let me have a boyfriend or anything. (Because God knows my mom wants me to have a boyfriend.) It's simply because I don't want a boyfriend. They're just jerks.

I swear their even worst here. I've been to this school since Elementary school, and the boys are all the same. Jerks with nice hair. I've seen them come and go. In Elementary, they steal your crayons. In Middle School, they steal your paper. And in High School, they fuck your best friend.

This hasn't happened to me though. I've only had one 'boyfriend'. And he wasn't even a boyfriend. My friend really liked this guy named Hunter. And he agreed to go on a date with her. But the mother fucker would only go on a date with her if I would go on a date with his friend, Drake.

I considered this because she really liked this kid, Hunter. So I told my mom I was going on a date. Which was a major mistake. Because she went overload with it and dressed me in this poofy prom-like dress. Which was stupid because we were just going to the movies. So when I got there, everyone looked at me like I was crazy. I just gave them the middle finger until they looked away.

The movie itself wasn't too bad. Until I felt that Drake kid getting handsy. He kept sliding his greasy hands up my thigh. So I punched him. It was a bloody mess and we got banned from the theater for a whole month. But I just gave the theater the middle finger too.

After that I never went on another date. Which made my friends really sad. But I still told them no every time they would ask me if they could set me up with a date.

Which is why I don't get why my phone IS STILL RINGING. It's been ringing for the last 15 minuets. I was just to lazy to go get it from my dresser. After another ring, I gave up and walked over to my dresser to snatch it up.

"What." I grumbled through the receiver when I answered the phone. I already new it was Janie. She's the only one would call me at this time. It Saturday. At 3 fucking AM. She knows not to wake me up. Even though I wasn't sleeping. She probably know this too. I always was able to stay up later than the rest of my friends.

"Nice to hear your voice too." she giggled through the phone. God, does she have to be this cheerful at this time too? That's how it normally is though. I'm always the one who hates everybody and wants to stab you in the neck. Then there is Janie. She's always cheerful and good with people. Everyone loves her.

"Janie, it's fucking Saturday and too early to-" I began but she cuts me off.

"I know Emerald! But you have to hear this! Please! Oh, and its actually Sunday right now." she stated through the phone. That's how she normally starts the conversations over the phone. By correcting me. I groaned through the phone for her to continue. She took the cue and began telling me about something with her date to prom with Steven and another guy named Lance asked her to prom or something. I did my share of 'Mhmms' and 'Yeahs' through the phone to prove that I'm listening.

"So what do ya think Emerald?" She asked at the end of her speach. I didn't know she was going to prepare a question at the end so I just waited for her to repeat the question. Thankfully, she did. "If I go to prom with Steven, will you go to prom with Lance?"

"Nope. You know I'm not going to prom Janie. The. End. Of. Story." I hung up before she could protest more. Gosh, people suck. I rolled over and logged into Tumblr on my computer.

I got the brand new computer for my Christmas present. My family is not poor. We're not to rich either. My mom is a physical therapist and my dads does taxes. I'm normally home alone. But I'm fine with that. I enjoy being alone at times. Right now, my dads home. But my moms already at work. At 3 AM.

I honestly can't see how my mom goes to work that early. I would not stand going to work that early. That's why I'm waiting untill my summer break is over to start college. My friend, Briley, is just going straight into college after High School. She only gets 4 weeks of a break. God I love her, but she's a real pain sometimes. She isn't as bad as most people though. I don't want to stab her in the neck. That's saying something.

I pulled my thick covers over my head. It was raining outside, which was normal for Seattle, but tonight - or, today- it was really pouring. After re blogging posts for about 2 hours, my eyes finally gave out on me and slid close.

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up." I groaned into my pillow. Why the hell was my alarm clock going off? It was fucking Sunday. I checked the time. It was 7:00 in the fucking morning. I only had 4 hours of sleep.

I waddled to my door, where a sticky note was stuck to it. Of course, my mom is the master at sticky notes. She has them ALL over the house. I told her to just use a phone, but then she went into some lecture about how everything is not about technology like 'I think it is.'

I peeled the note of and squinted my tired eyes to read it. 'Good Morning! I set an alarm to wake you up. You need to go give those cookies to our neighbors.' Oh yeah! Our new neighbors! Those idiots have parties every Friday night. My mom doesn't notice it though because her room is on the other side of the house. But I sure can, and boy are that drunk! It's pretty entertaining if you're a loner like me and have nothing else to do but listen to your neighbors parties.

So my mom made peanut butter cookies for them. Why does she want me to give the cookies to the neighbors this early? I don't really know how many neighbors there are. I never see them out of the house. Instead of the parties of course. Then they're just all over the place. And theres like 50 of them.

I got up and put on grey sweats and a loose grey sweater. I didn't feel like brushing through my rats nest, so I jut pulled it up in a bun. Slipping my Toms on and grabbing the bag of cookies from the kitchen counter, I stepped outside. I knew it was summer, but it sure didn't feel like it. But at least it was not still raining.

I knocked on the door twice and stood there shivering. Finally the door opened after what seemed like 15 minuets. It was a girl my age with pink hair and blonde bangs. She looked liked she just woke up from a very drunk sleep and wiped her eyes. She was wearing a dress that stopped at her thighs and it seemed very tight. Her makeup was smeared and to speak the truth, she looked like hell.

"I'm your neighbor and here are some cookies." It didn't make sense when I said the words, but I wanted to go back to sleep in my room so I rushed the words. I shoved the cookies at her.

"Thanks." she mumbled. She looked down at where I shoved the cookies and took them. She took one out of the bag and began eating it. "You live there?" she asked, pointing towards my house. I nodded and began to turn away.

"Wait!" she grabbed my arm and spun me around to face back towards her. "Do you still go to school?" she asked me.

"Two more weeks." I told her with a bored expression. She nodded and grabbed another cookie from the bag to eat it.

She moaned. "These are so good. Did make them?" she asked me.

I shook my head and began to turn around again. "My mom did." I told her, before jogging through the cold weather, towards my house.

When I reached upstairs and to my room, I was freezing. I changed out of my clothes and lied back in my bed. "Sweet, sweet, sleep." I mumbled.

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You guys are really active! I have my next two chapters already wrote, but I don't want to publish them yet. If this book gets 100+ reads this week, I'll post double next week. Lol, love y'all more than Madonna!

~ Kathryn ~(* *)~