Heather's head was pounding when she woke up, and her makeup from the previous night was smeared all over her face.
"Fuck, what happened last night?" She groaned to herself. She was at her own house, and her head was spinning. It was Sunday morning- well, more like afternoon. She looked at the digital clock on the beside table. 1:30 PM. She groaned and got out of bed, walking to her bathroom for a shower. She washed the old makeup off of her face and made sure to scrub herself clean, seeing as she still smelled slightly pukey before she showered. She got out, dried her hair somewhat and threw on a fluffy robe. She felt disgusting.
She groggily went downstairs and poured herself some cereal, Lucky Charms of course. She didn't have much else to do at the moment. Maybe she'd call JD? She didn't know. She just ate her lucky charms and found herself back asleep within twenty minutes of getting up.
Heather Chandler, however, was a busy queen bee. She was pacing about her bedroom, still in her red kimono robe, thinking about how to destroy Heather for what she'd done.
"That dumb slut needs to pay!" She muttered. "But she's a fellow Heather. It'll be hard to ruin her…"
She was in a dilemma. How do you destroy someone so popular? Someone so well liked will find it hard to fall from grace. That's when Chandler got a nasty idea.
McNamara had always been somewhat insecure about her body. She had a more voluptuous build, with wide hips and thicker thighs, plus she had a slightly chubby tummy. She knew Mac's weakness, and that was her body. So she hatched a plan, and it was a nasty one at that. Slipping a camera into her backpack, she knew that school tomorrow would be a doozie for Mac.
