"Veronica! Grab the damn corn nuts!" I panicked and grabbed them. "Sorry, I've gotta go, Heather's calling me." And with that I left my lifeline at 7/11 behind me. "Why'd you take so long?!" "Well, I kind of ran into a friend of mine there and I-" Heather pressed her finger to the bridge of her nose and sighed. "Let me guess, It's that Jesse James impersonator, isn't it?" I fumbled with my hands. "Well, it wasn't really-" "Zip it. Veronica, you can't just fall in love with every emo guy you see. It'd ruin our reputation. Just…just don't do it again."Why is she so hung up on this? JD's a super nice guy and he just really needs some support in life. "You're lucky I'm in charge. If Duke was she would've kicked you out for sure by now." That made me ask the question…why was Chandler in charge? "Hey, um, Heather? Why ARE you in charge?" "You think I'm not a good leader?" I waved my hands no rapidly. "No, no, you totally are. But…how did the Heathers come to be?" Heather tapped her fingers on the steering wheel. "I can't really remember, actually."
"You…don't remember?" "Nope." I can't tell if that's something Chandler would totally do, or something Chandler totally wouldn't do. There was a pause, but only for a few seconds. "Then how come I got in?" We reached a stop light and Heather turned around. "Because I love you." I started gasping and stuttering. I was in panic mode. "W-wha?!" Chandler laughed. "Grow up, Veronica. Geez, I can't believe you fell for that." "You're a bitch sometimes, you know that, right?" "I'll take that as a compliment." A few more seconds passed. "Heather, is there anyone you actually DO like?" She answered swiftly, no hesitation, no worries.
"No. Everyone I know only wants me for two things. Sex, and to be popular. Ram and Kurt are dicks, Duke's a whiny bitch, and Mcnamara's like a little sister." "…And me?" Heather didn't even hesitate. "You've got Bo Diddley already, what else could you want?" Heather tilted her head back. "Why'd you ask that question. You're not gay are you?"I stammered to find an answer. "No! Of course not!" "Really?" She asked, in a sort of seductive voice. "Then what is it about that boy that makes you like him so much?" I felt incredibly embarrassed at the question. "I really like the fact that…well…he's protecting me, you know?" "Oh geez. Is that why?" She laughed mockingly. "How obvious can you BE Veronica? That's the best excuse you could come up with?" "I'd like to see you come up with an excuse!" She slammed on the brake. "So you ARE gay. No wonder you wanted to join our group." She said in a somewhat mocking tone. "S-shut up! You can't tell anyone about this, okay?" Chandler ran her fingers through Veronica's hair. "So let me guess. You like it when I do this, don't you?" "Shut up! Lesbians don't just fall in love with everyone they see you know!" "Oh." Chandler put her hand over her heart mockingly. "I'm offended." "Just shut up and drive to the party, okay?" "Wow, Veronica. You're really desperate aren't you?" She shook her head in a sort of "You darn kids" way. "Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me for as long as you're in the Heathers. So you better not leave! Got it?" Jesus Christ this girl was a sadistic monster. "Fine. I've got it. I keep forging notes and you wont tell anyone." "Bingo."
Just then we arrived at the house. McNamara and Duke ran up to us. "This wont put a damper on things, okay?" Chandler asked. I nodded. "You guys ready for the party?" McNamara asked. "I guess so." I responded. "Don't be such a buzzkill!" Mcnmamara yelled and pulled me inside. Chandler and Duke followed close behind. "Who's ready to party!?" Ram yelled. I perked up and yelled with everyone else. "Yo! Who's got the booze?!" Chandler smiled. Maybe this party wouldn't be so bad after all.
