OUTFITS ARE ON POLYVORE

I ONLY OWN IRELAND HAWTHORNE

"If anyone from this school isn't that much of a douchebag or a hoebag, then I think they're so much worse." I said to one of my best friends, Noah. "At least Audrey told you what happened. I had to find out from YouTube." Noah said, complaining a bit.

If anyone has any idea what we're talking about, I'm gonna tell you and leave it blunt. Some idiot decided to post a video of my other best friend, Audrey, making out with her girlfriend, Rachel. I have met Rachel and let me tell you, she is really down to earth. Rachel already has to go through a lot of shit from that horrible Catholic school that she goes to and her videos are really awesome.

I was over at school and Noah, and I ran over towards Audrey. "Ah, the lady of the hour!" Noah exclaimed. "Today is going to suck exceptionally hard." Audrey said, pointing the camera at Noah then at me. "What? No, you love Taco Tuesday." Noah said, sarcastically. "Then again, I'm shocked that no one had died from food poisoning from that food." I said. "Come on, let it out." Audrey said to the group of giggling girls. They were giggling at Audrey. I was about to beat those girls to a bloody pulp until Audrey's hand was on my shoulder. "They're not worth it, Ireland." Audrey said. I just rolled my eyes with a huff. She knows and I know that they would fully deserve it.

"It's just Rachel? Seriously? The socially awkward, Catholic school, film geek was your lesbian lover and I had to find out on YouTube? I call a best friend fail." Noah said. "Lay off, Noah. Rachel's really down to earth." I said, defending Audrey. "I didn't make the video." Audrey said. "Oh, yeah. Because your lack of production value made that pretty clear. If we can move back onto the whole lesbian thing…" Noah started then Audrey cuts her off. "Okay, not a lesbian, not discussing it." Audrey said. More girls who are walking by us giggled at Audrey. That's when I snapped. "If any of you bitches want plastic surgery again, I suggest you keep walking." I snapped. The girls have terrified looks on their faces and they quickly walked by. You see, everyone at Lakewood knew not to mess with me or get me angry because it would end very badly for them and very good for me.

I looked back at Audrey. "Tell us what we could do to help." I told her. "Did you take the video down?" Audrey. "Well, it's already been yanked, probably flagged for content." Noah said, causing me to roll my eyes. "I tried tracing who sent it, but the email from the link just sent me to a dummy account." Noah said. "Thanks for tryin'." Audrey said with a sad smile. "Hey, don't think about what these bitches and dicks say. If you want, if they say anything bad about you, I'll make them visit their plastic surgeon for the billionth time." I said. Audrey chuckled at that. "I'm really amused when you go all psycho bitch." Audrey said as we began to walk to class. "Well, I try." I said with a shrug.

You know in those movies or tv shows that there is always a very hot teacher in the classroom? That is how I describe Mr. Branson. I was in English, but of course karma is a bitch and my ex-best friend, Emma Duval is in that class along with her boyfriend, Will Belmont and her new popular friends, Brooke Maddox, Riley Marra and Jake Fitzgerald.

And my desk was in front of where Jake's sitting and next to where Brooke's sitting.

"Cavemen make fires, thus fires cast shadows and those shadows created fear. And man have been obsessed scaring each other ever since." Mr. Branson said. But then I tuned out because of obnoxious, loud whispering. "His name's Kieran Wilcox. He's just move here from Atlanta." Brooke whispered. I turned and I saw this really attractive guy who is pulling off that Damon Salvatore/Derek Hale-esque vibe. I turned my attention back to what Mr. Branson was writing but then yet again...obnoxious, loud whispering. "I thought you weren't into high school guys." Jake whispered. "No, that was just you." Brooke whispered. Mr. Branson turned his attention over to Brooke.

"Brooke, can you tell me what genera originated from The Castle of Otranto?" Mr. Branson asked. Pff, that's easy. "The castle genre?" Brooke asked. Wow, I think Nina Patterson, queen that is of all evil, is rubbing off on Brooke. I could tell that Brooke is a sweetheart, but the more she hangs out with Nina, she becomes more and more like her. "The Gothic genre." Kieran and I said in unison. Everyone had turned either to Kieran or me. "Thank you." Mr. Branson said before he sat down. "Guys, look, I get it. Nobody wants to sit around, reading 500 pages of monks and curses, but nobody's forcing you to watch The Walking Dead." Mr. Branson said. "Ooh, is The Walking Dead gonna be on the midterm?" Jake asked.

Wow, I was right. He's an idiot.

"Zombies are not literature, Jake." Emma said. "Why not?" Kieran said. Wait, was he staring at Emma this entire time? "George Romero, Horace Walpole, it's all the same bones." Kieran said. "Or the same in the rotting flesh." I said with a smirk. "Kieran and Ireland are right. Gothic genre is all over TV right now. You have American Horror Story, Bates Motel, Hannibal…" Mr. Branson listed off. My phone buzzed. I saw that it was a text from Noah.

To: Ireland Hawthorne
From: Noah Foster

Thinking about Evan Peters?

I knew that he was texting that as Mr. Branson was listing off some of my favorite TV shows. So, I texted Noah back.

To: Noah Foster
From: Ireland Hawthorne

What do u think?

I sent the text and I looked over at Noah and he mouthed 'Touche'. I smirked. "What about Texas Chainsaw or Halloween?" Jake asked. I facepalmed. "They are slasher movies." I said as I turned to look at Jake. "You must be an idiot to not know the difference." I said as I turned back up front. "Ireland's right. You can't do a slasher movie as a TV series." Noah added in. Noah and I looked over at Mr. Branson and he told us to explain more through his expression. I decided to let Noah start. Out of the trio that consists of Noah, Audrey and I, Noah and I are the horror movie geeks. Well, I'm also a comic book geek as well.

"Well, think about it. You know, girl and her friends arrive at the dance, the camp, the deserted town, whatever…" Noah started. "Then, the killer takes them out one by one. Ninety minutes later, the sun comes up as the survivor girl sits in the back of an ambulance, watching her friends' bodies wheel pass." I continued to explain. "Slasher movies burn bright and fast. TV needs to stretch things out." Noah continued to explain. "And when the first body is found, it's a matter of time before the bloodbath commences." I finished off as soon as the bell rang.

'Nina Patterson's death is a great loss. If you've seen a grief counselor, then you are free to go home.' I heard over the PA.

This is so stupid. Why the fuck do I have to be here? Nina Patterson was a plastic bitch who has been making everyone miserable. I'm glad she's dead so she could rule Hell with her well-deserved throne.

"This wifi sucks. Cops aren't sayin' much. Her mom found the body, the victim at foul play, I need the gory details." the dumbass known as Jake Fitzgerald said. "Hello, miss, why are we here?" Noah asked, gesturing to him and I. "That's the mandatory part of mandatory grief counseling." Emma said. "No, but seriously, I feel shock, mild interest. Not grief." Noah said. I shrugged. "I feel shocked that it took them that long." I said.

I'm about to admit something...Nina Patterson was the reason why I had gone into depression.

In the 7th grade, my mom had died due to breast cancer. After my mom died, my dad began to be an alcoholic. But when I was in 10th grade, 3 years after my mom's death, he hung himself. A day later after my dad hung himself, Nina had told me that I should die, just like my parents...and let's just say I gave her a broken arm, a black eye, a busted lip and a whole lot of bruises. What she said to me went to far and I went to extreme lengths as to almost killing myself, but Audrey and Noah stopped me. It had took a long time for Audrey and Noah to be the shoulders to lean on, but they know that I am not gonna be some pathetic little girl anymore. And, I have been living on my own ever since with either Audrey's parents or Noah's parents checking up on me every once in awhile and helping me with finances.

"Guys, Nina was murdered in cold blood. Do you not even care?" Riley asked. "It just doesn't seem real." Emma said. "Look, I don't wanna be blunt, but you guys see how Nina is and I see how Nina is. But I know that she will always be that little plastic, cold-hearted, pathetic little bitch that has ruined my life and my friends' lives." I said, gesturing over to Noah. Noah just nodded in agreement. "Here we go. One of Nina's neighbors tweeted that was sliced ear to ear. The press is all over this. They're playing the whole 'maybe Brandon James is back' angle." Jake said. I froze. My parents are two of the survivors of the Brandon James killing spree and so was Emma's dad. "Brandon James is dead." Emma and I said in unison, but I think I have snapped at that and then Emma walked out. "Who's Brandon James?" I heard Kieran asked. We all looked at him. Was he here this entire time?

"Uh, he killed a bunch of students 20 years ago. He cut some others up. This is him." Noah started as he showed Kieran a picture of Brandon James. "Emma's dad got stabbed, he almost died. So did Ireland's parents." Noah added. "Don't bring it up." I muttered, referencing how my parents survive the Brandon James attacks. "He had Proteus Syndrome, like The Elephant Man. People say he was a monster, but I think he was bullied and beaten into one." Noah said. "Of course." I said, agreeing with Noah. "And you know all of this why?" Kieran asked. "Noah, your inner fangirl is gonna show." I muttered. I heard a chuckle and when I turned, I saw Jake staring at me with a smirk that would make most girls lose their minds…

But not me.

I just gave Jake a blank stare and I turn my attention back to Noah, Kieran and Riley, who was intrigued on our conversation. "You know how some guys like sports? He likes serial killers and Brandon James is his Dallas Cowboys." I said. Then Noah and I thoroughly explain it all. "He was the classic case of the deformed kid who lived in the shed. His mom homeschooled him, his dad was ashamed of him. The only person who cared was his older brother, Troy." I began to explain. "Whenever he went out, he wore this post-stomped surgical mask. They tried to fix his face a few times, never really worked." Noah continued. "What made him start killing people?" Riley asked.

"Rumor is that he fell in love. But according to Troy, when I say love, Troy really meant obsessed. He wrote her anonymous love letters, made her little carvings, you know where I'm going with that." I said. "Brandon found her at the Halloween Dance. He got up the nerve to talk to her. It went okay, at first, but then a bunch of drunk jocks jumped him. They thought they were saving her from a monster." Noah continued. "After a lifetime of taking it, something in Brandon snapped. He killed five students and by the time the manhunt ended at Wren Lake, the girl agreed to meet him. Nobody never knew who she was." I continued and I was right.

No one would understand the mystery of Daisy.

The next day, there is a big manhunt going on for Nina's boytoy, Tyler. If Tyler was the one who killed Nina, then he's a genius. Guess he finally got his head out from between her legs.

Audrey and I were talking about random shit but then I froze when a familiar voice called out our names. "Hey, Audrey, Ireland." I heard and when I look up, it was Emma. Emma, Audrey and I were the best of friends since we were little. Some might even called us 'The Three Musketeers'. But when Emma became more popular, the more that we weren't friends with Emma anymore. When Emma joined Nina's clique, I'm sure that Emma is not as good as Nina.

"Hi...Emma." Audrey said, suspiciously. I wouldn't blame her. Then it came to an awkward silence...until I broke it up. "Okay, bye!" I said, sarcastically. "Wait, do you two wanna go to a party tonight? We're having a send off for Nina…" Emma started before I cut her off. "If it's anything involving Nina, then cut me out." I said. "Ireland just hear me out." Emma said. I just huffed out a sigh and glared at her. "Plus, I'm kind of grounded. There was this video that went around. You saw it, I saw it, Ireland saw it and everyone else saw it." Audrey said, her sarcasm showing. "Uh, it starts at 9 at Wren Lake and you can bring whoever you want, but no pressure. Maybe I'll see you there." Emma said before she went back to her friends. "I swear, if this is some plan of Emma trying to humiliate us, I'm taking my savings from work and I am leaving Lakewood." I said. "Like you would stay in Lakewood after you graduate." Audrey said. I smirked as we walked to our next class.

I have a bad feeling about this party

JAKE'S POV:

For some reason, I could not stop staring at the beautiful, petite brunette that's with that lesbian, Audrey and was talking to Emma. How is someone beautiful like her hang around people like Audrey and Noah? I was snapped out of my daze as Brooke was snapping her fingers in front of me. "What?" I snapped. "You were staring at Ireland Hawthorne." Brooke said. I was utterly confused. "Who?" I asked.

"Oh yeah, Emma told me about her. She only sticks with the two friends of her's. Wears Chuck Taylors most, or all, of the time. She has been a fan of horror/stalker movies and comic books since the dawn of time. Doesn't really like popular people." Will said. "So, she's kind of a hot geek of some sorts?" I asked. "I don't even know Ireland except for that anger problem she has." Riley said. "What anger problem?" I asked. "Rumor has it when Ireland gets angry, she goes…" Brooke said, kind of trailing off as she was doing the crazy hand motion.

So, beautiful girl with cute geeky obsessions and has a sexy anger problem?

Looks like this Ireland Hawthorne girl is more intriguing than I thought.

IRELAND'S POV:

I groaned. "Why are we even doing this?" I asked Noah. It was his idea to go to this party. He knows how much I don't like popular people! "C'mon. Relax, Ireland." Noah said as he, Audrey and I were coming up towards Brooke's house. "If we're gonna get bitched out at for being at this party, I'm blaming you." I said as we got in. Then, Brooke came up to us.

"Hi, Audrey. How are you?" Brooke asked, fakely. "Good. Thanks, you know Noah and Ireland." Audrey said. "I have a little place like this in the Hamptons." Noah said, sarcastically and Brooke laughed, fakely. "Okay, that's funny. Food and drinks are over there and suits in the cabana if you wanna swim." Brooke said and Jake had came up behind her. "But suits are completely optional." Jake said, looking at me in a perverted way. I could tell that Audrey is embarrassed, so I stepped up and gave my signature crazy glare over at Jake. "Look, jackass. If you don't want your little friend to be crushed by my knee, or foot, or both, I suggest for you to get the fuck out of our way." I said, walking past him and bumping him with my shoulder, harshly. Everyone was now looking at Audrey.

"Yeah, I kissed a girl!" Audrey snapped as she stormed past everyone. "Yeah, star of the viral video. She kissed a girl. We'll be outside." Noah said as he followed Audrey. "Wow, I was right. Everyone here are more homophobic little pricks than I thought. If any one of you start messing with Audrey, you're visiting your plastic surgeon for god knows how many times it would be." I snapped as I followed Noah and Audrey.

I don't know how I got here, but I guess I'm here. Audrey and I are now with Brooke, Will and Emma. "So, Audrey, Ireland, having a good time?" Brooke asked. "Desperately wanting to get out of here." I said, then Audrey hits my arm with the back of her hand. "Um, yeah, I guess. Sorry, what Ireland means is that we don't know why we're at a memorial for someone who made our lives miserable since 4th grade." Audrey said, gesturing to her and I. "Yeah, Nina could be a first class bitch, but it's weird. I keep on waiting on her to show up." Emma said. "Yep, drunk, manic, amped up till 11." Brooke listed off. "Always driving us crazy. It's better off she's gone." Will said. "Will, are you saying that you're glad that she's dead?" Emma asked. "No- I was saying our lives will be a little more sane now." Will asked. "Wow, I thought I was a psychotic bitch." I muttered to Audrey, who chuckled. Brooke scoffed. "Your's will certainly be a little less complicated." Brooke said. Emma had a disbelieving look etched on her face, Brooke had an innocent look etched onto her face and Will was glaring at Brooke. Emma stood up and left and Will went after her. I whistled, awkwardly as I awkwardly left.

I was going inside and then all of the sudden, I was picked up from behind and I was shoved into a dark, small closet and I could hear them barricade the door to prevent me from getting out. All of the flashbacks are coming back...my dad being drunk and his...punishments that are basically a small room...which caused me to be claustrophobic. I began freaking out and tears were rolling down my face as I was trying to get out. I frantically get my phone out and I called Audrey. "Ireland, where are you?" Audrey asked. "H-Help." I said, choking through my tears. "Ireland! What's going on?!" Audrey asked. "I-I'm locked i-in a cl-closet. I-I can't get out!" I sobbed out. "Hold on, Ireland!" Audrey said as she hung up. I just shrank down to a sitting position, sobbing then I could hear the door being unbarricaded and the door opened.

I quickly gotten out of the closet and I hugged Audrey really tightly. "Thank you." I said, my voice raspy because of the screaming. "C'mon. We're getting Noah and we're getting the hell out of here." Audrey said. As we were walking outside, Audrey spoke up. "How even did you end up in a barricaded closet?" Audrey asked. "It was probably one of the jocks for a cruel joke for them." I said, wiping my tears. "Why am I not surprised?" Audrey muttered. Then I saw someone from afar.

"Is that Noah?" I asked. He was on the shore near Wren Lake and he was drenched. "Noah?" Audrey asked for clarification as we went over by him. Noah was shivering and a towel was wrapped around him. "Your friends are great, Emma. Thanks for the invite." Audrey said, coldly. "Looks like you're as bad as the rest of them." I said as we were about to leave. I could see Jake and the rest of the jocks laughing. "Excuse me, I have to do some business to take care of." I said. I walked over by Jake and his dumb jocks that he calls friends. He smirked at me and I smirked to but that changed to anger as I low blowed him. "That's for Noah." I said as I laughed, maniacally as I skipped away from them and the party.

I made it home to my apartment and someone had left a envelope on the kitchen table labeled…

Ireland Hawthorne

I opened up the envelope and it says…

I'm coming for you.

I shrugged that off as I was going to bed, thinking that is some cruel joke.

The next day, Audrey and I were walking up the school then I saw Sheriff Hudson approach Noah. When the Sheriff walked away from Noah, Audrey and I looked at each other with suspicious looks. So, when we got inside of school, we approached Noah.

"Hey, what was that about?" Audrey asked. "I'm guessing that he's convinced that Tyler killed Nina. He's gonna ask everybody so why not start with the genius IQ outcast with a serial killer fetish." Noah replied. "They could've possibly think that you killed Nina?" Audrey asked. "Why not? I hated the way she treated you and Ireland." Noah said. Then Riley approached us. "Hey, so you never told me how it ends." Riley said. Audrey and I were looking at each other with small smirks. I could sense that Riley is like a little cinnamon roll and that she is too sweet. She seems like she is totally into Noah and Noah feels the same. "Uh, how what ends?" Noah asked. "The town's horror story. Does Tyler really kill Nina or is Brandon James back?" Riley asked. Noah looked at Audrey and I and we winked at him before leaving.

The day went by fast and I was working at the mall. Hot Topic to be more specific. I was stocking the shelves and one of my co-workers came up to me. "Hey, Ireland. There's someone who needs to talk to you." she said. I looked over and Emma was standing near the entrance of Hot Topic. "Go. I'll cover for you." she said. I sighed as I walked over to Emma and we walked away from the store.

"You need to talk to me, so talk." I said. "I couldn't sleep last night and it has something between you, me and Audrey." Emma said and I got a suspicious look. "What is it that you want from me, Em? There's no you, me and Audrey anymore. Ever since you joined Nina's clique. You may have invited Audrey and I to Brooke's party but I really think that we won't be going to some spa to get some facial and get mani-pedis." I said. "I'm not Brooke." Emma protested. "Then give it time." I snapped. Then Emma changed to a different subject.

"I didn't even know you worked at the mall." Emma said. "It's one of the three jobs that I have. And most of the reason why I have to pay off my rent." I said. "Look, Ireland, I know that you hate me…" Emma said. "I don't hate you, Em. I just strongly dislike you. You said you wanted to talk, you just had your talk." I said as I went back into the store to finish off my shift.

As I was working, my phone buzzed, signalling a text. I looked at the home screen and was about to get paranoid at what I saw.

To: Ireland Hawthorne
From: Unknown

You can't hide from me forever, Ireland. Had a fun talk?

Was he/she watching me?