Hey Slushie Addict here! So uh, I'm kinda screwed for the Halloween chapter. Yeah, which means that it'll feature a whole lot of errors and shitty planning. On the bright side for you guys, that chapter won't be coming any time soon! Hopefully. Anyways, I don't own Heathers!
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"So... why are we all at Rammy boy's house again?" JD asked, scanning the living room for Veronica. "Where's Ronnie?"
"S-She's over at Ms Wellin's house to discuss about the Halloween event she's in..." Heather (Chandler) replied, and while it wasn't obvious to those who were present at Ram's house, Heather (Duke) had an uncomfortable look on her face when Veronica's name was mentioned. "McNamara is with her... I think."
"Okay, one question answered. Great, now what about my first question?"
"C'mon man, we haven't been practicing for quite a while. Since V and Mac aren't here, we just have to cover the songs that don't require 'em. After that, we'll be sure to wow Allen-man!" Ram explained, motioning for Kurt to switch on a laptop. "Seriously dudes, this may sound super weird from me, but we really have to get our game together."
"... Yeah, I know it sounds weird coming from him. He kinda has a point though." Kurt shrugged, his face not bearing a single trace of surprise that everyone in the room apart from Martha and Ram himself shared. "So... are we gonna go with JD's solo, Chandler's solo or Duke's solo?"
"I-I have a solo?" Heather (Chandler) asked, this was the first time she had heard that she had a solo. Unless he was referring to 'Me Inside Of Me', which wasn't an actual solo since Veronica and the background characters had a major singing role in that particular song. "Which song?"
"Actually, can 'Me Inside Of Me' be even considered as her solo?" Martha asked Kurt and Ram, who took a moment to think and sigh. "I'll take it as a no then?"
"Alright! JD, pay up!" Heather (Duke) exclaimed, stuffing her hand into JD's hoodie and pulling out wads of cash. "Told you that song isn't Chandler's solo!"
"You two were betting on whether that song is a solo or not?! What the fire truck you guys?!" Martha asked, her substitute word for swearing making the two betters laugh uncontrollably. "Oh come on guys, it's not funny!"
"Right right, what the fire truck is wrong with us right?" JD said, laughing hard as he tried his very best to keep a straight face. Heather had an easier time maintaining a poker face, though it took her 15 minutes for her to build it up. "Okay okay, fine. Hey Kurt! Have you two uggos decided which solo to impress Allen?"
"Let's just go in order then. Duke, sing your solo. After that will be JD, and we should be good." Ram suggested, with Heather (Chandler) tapping on his shoulder. "Yeah?"
"W-What about Martha's song?" Ram took a while to process the question, and finally after what seemed to be awhile, he let out a loud 'fuck' followed by an apology for forgetting his girlfriend's solo.
"FUCK! I FUCKING FORGOT ABOUT 'KINDERGARTEN BOYFRIEND' I'M SUCH A SHITTY BOYFRIEND!"
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"Okay guys, we need ideas for the haunted house and fast. It's already fucking October and I can't believe we all suck at planning." Pauline declared, slamming her fists onto Ms Wellins's oak table. The rest of the students and teachers nodded silently, all of them knew they were fucked but the problem was that they didn't know how to rectify their situation. "I'm starting to think that the principal is trying to screw us all over."
"Ditto. And like, can we get some slushies? I think better when I have a brain freeze." Michael asked, raising his hand to get Pauline's attention. Pauline shot him one glare and it was enough to make him cower back into his seat. "Oh, 'kay then..."
"Should we just scrap the offering event? I mean, I know how much of a tradition it is but y'know..." Heather (McNamara) suggested, which surprised both Veronica and Pauline. "... Look I know I joined because of that event but fuck it if it means screwing us over at a creepy teacher's house with a bloody basement. Besides, I still have my main aim of scaring the fucking shit outta Duke."
"Um... some houses do have a basement?" A tall, scrawny man raised his hand, a confused expression on his face. "I mean, my house has a basement too."
"No Jeremy, what Mac meant is that Ms Wellins's basement is actually covered in blood. Straight out of a horror scene and by the way, don't try to pick the lock unless you want to get frightened." Veronica replied, looking away from said teacher after implying that she picked the lock to her basement. "Anyways, what about the teachers? Surely you guys have something."
"All we have is the floor plan, not the ideas." Ms Qing replied, throwing a stack of papers on to the table. This was already starting to become a mess, and it wasn't even 15 minutes yet. "Can't we take a break?"
"If we do that, we're probably going to take a break for the whole day." Christine sighed, she was really looking forward to the haunted house and she knew that Pauline was doing her best to keep things floating but she was starting to lose confidence. One of the few thoughts that kept her running was that the three students involved in the school play was juggling their time just to make the school happy, and it killed her to think that she wanted to give up when there were others shouldering extra burden. "... Actually, I have an idea!"
"Well don't keep us waiting Canigula, spit it out already!" At this point, Pauline was willing to snap up any ideas no matter how shitty they were. 'I need a slushie.'
"Okay so there's this famous haunted hospital attraction in Japan, and it's like a freakin' maze in that building. What if we go with that logic and set up dummy walls to make it seem like a labyrinth to those who visit us? It'll look something more like a haunted house, right?"
"Alright, any objections? That's not an actual question by the way, I expect everyone to agree or else they'll have themselves humiliated on national TV." Pauline threatened, she really wanted to go on a slushie run soon. Hell, she was even willing to bring Michael along. No one said anything, aware that Pauline (and both Veronica and Heather) had the means to blackmail them. After a few seconds had passed, Pauline clapped her hands in relief for settling one of their many problems. "Great, we'll go with Canigula's idea! Now we'll take a 30 minutes break before we start fleshing out the idea."
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Veronica asked, fully expecting Pauline to simply walk out of the house and come back with a slushie. That was exactly what the latter did, with Michael chasing after her. "Hey Mac, can we talk in private?"
"Sure, not like the rest are actually eavesdropping on us." Heather shrugged, motioning to where the rest were. The teachers were... having an argument about the best fries while Jenna, Rich and Jake were discussing about how 'fake' Trump's hair was. Christine waved when Veronica glanced in her direction, Jeremy was busy on his Nintendo 3DS and Brooke was sleeping on Chloe's shoulder. Veronica nodded, wondering if they were able to pull the event off successfully. "Anyways, what is it?"
"... Has Duke said anything hinting about her mental state to you?"
"Not really, just that she was super anxious when she came back yesterday. I've been meaning to ask, what the hell happened on your date with her?" Veronica gulped audibly upon the mention of the word 'date', which told Heather what she needed to know. "... You broke her heart didn't you?" Okay, obviously Heather sucked big time at picking up subtle messages.
"What?! No! I mean... yesterday could have gone differently but at least got some answers?" Veronica shifted her eyes to Chloe's black eye, which was given to her by Pauline after the former refused to attend today's meeting. Heather wasn't convinced, and Veronica feared that she was about to have a first hand experience on how good Heather's right hooks were. "Look, what she told me is definitely private. Just because we're in it together, doesn't mean that I'll be breaking my trust to her anytime soon."
"At least you're still behaving normally. Does that mean you two are dating?" Veronica shook her head, while she was a few steps closer to Heather (Duke), they were unfortunately not together. "Fuck, I'm gonna be rich soon."
"What do you mean?"
"Hey CC Lemon!" Heather (McNamara) yelled, getting Christine's attention. "You owe me 50 bucks!"
"Are you kidding me?! You made a bet with Christine and bet that we're not dating?!" Veronica groaned, maybe things would be a lot easier if her group of friends had the personalities of their musical counterparts. At least Martha wouldn't change while JD could be her psycho boyfriend, they did date after all. "How does 50 dollars make you rich anyways?"
"Well... Since Christine is not the only one who bet that you two are dating, I win everything?"
"Yeah, and just how many people participated in this bet of yours?" Veronica asked, with almost everyone in the room pulling out green bills from their wallets. "Oh come on, even the teachers?!"
"Not all of 'em. Like, Ms Shears wasn't in the loop about it while Mr Woody refused to have any part in it due to his gambling addiction. Anyways, 18 people lost to me so that makes..." Heather tried to do mental calculations in her head but gave up shortly afterwards. "Hey Veronica, what's 18 times 50?"
"900?! You made 900 dollars?! How are you going to pay them if we were really together?!" Veronica was yelling at Heather, but her words was also directed at the rest who participated in the bet. "Heather, don't you see the huge risk?!"
"Veronica, lemme tell you something. I only take calculated risks." Heather smiled charmingly, dismissing Veronica's worry. This was also the moment that the door opened with a loud slam, with Pauline entering the room with a scowl on her face. "Hey Pauline, pay up. Veronica isn't dating Duke."
"Fuck! First the slushie machine nearby broke down, then I lost Mells, and now you're telling me that I lost a bet?! What kind of shitty day is this?!" Pauline started to rant about her bad luck, ignoring the incredulous looks on most of the event planners' faces when they heard that Michael was missing. "Fuck! You guys better not fuck today up anymore!"
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"Okay Duke, remember. Don't eye-fuck Mac during your solo no matter how hot she is." Ram warned as he prepared the music for 'Shine A Light Reprise', with JD snickering at the comment. "At least it's not V. With you two dating, it's gonna be harder."
"Veronica? What does she have to do with it?" Heather (Duke) asked, blissfully unaware of the bet they made. She was, however, uncomfortable with Ram's assumption that she was in a relationship with Veronica no matter how much they got along. Heather had made it clear to Veronica yesterday that dating was out of the question, but had also admitted that she was interested in the latter. "Ram, is the music ready?"
"Wait one sec. Thank god V isn't here, if not when we do our rerun on 'Candy Store', you'll be kissing her during your mini-solo." Ram chuckled, hitting a button that started the music. "Okay JD, get ready!"
"Stupid child-proof caps!" JD wondered why was he saying Heather (McNamara)'s lines in a falsetto, they had Heather fucking Chandler there for fuck's sake. Given that the rest were snickering at him, including Heather (Chandler), it was clear that they chose him for laughs. Thank god, he was saved by a push to the ground by Heather (Duke). "Oof!"
Oh look, Heather's going to whine, whine, whine all night!
You don't deserve to live.
Why not kill yourself?
Here, have a sedative!
Whine, whine, whine like there's no Santa Claus!
You're pathetic because you whine... you whine all night!
Your ass is off the team, go on and bitch and moan!
You don't deserve the dream, you're going to die alone!
Die alone!
Die alone!
Die alone!
Die alone!
"Great! At least we don't have to worry about Duke!" Kurt cheerfully commented before he noticed the tears forming at Heather's eyes. "Duke, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
"I-I got something in my eye at the sedative part..." Heather brushed her tears away, wincing as she brushed past her left eye. The rest nodded, the way Heather reacted to Kurt was casual and not one filled with emotion. "Hey Ram, mind if I use your bathroom? I think that something's actually an eyelash."
"This is why I don't understand why girls like to extend 'em." Ram muttered, earning himself a glare from Heather. "Okay okay, you know where it is."
"Thanks Ram. And thank you JD for embarrassing yourself while filling in for Mac." JD scowled, earning a playful grin from Heather as she disappeared up the stairs in order to access the bathroom. Once in the privacy of the bathroom however, Heather allowed herself to cry, though she did her best to control any sound made while she was crying. "Stupid song. Stupid musical me. I hate myself."
"D-Duke? Are you alright?" Heather groaned, of all times she had to be heard... "I-I know I failed my class in Social Skills, but I don't think you sound okay."
"No, I'm fine. I'm just trying to get this fucking eyelash out." Heather replied, hoping that the girl behind the door left her alone. At first, the silence was an indicator to her that she left the scene, but after a while, she realised that the silence meant a lack of footsteps which meant that the girl was still there. "Chandler, really, I'm fine."
"That's what they say in movies before they jump off a bridge." Heather groaned, her friend's choice in movies were scarily alarming. "... I know you don't wish to talk about it, but you should really talk about it. D-Did that make sense?"
"Yes it did, and no I'm not going to follow through that." Heather scoffed, if everyone followed good advice, there would be no such thing as mistakes in the damn dictionary. Like her, she was a fucking mistake in a shitty world. "You can go back you know, I just need to get the eyelash out of my eye."
"... No. I refuse to let you suffer alone. You signed me up for this because you think that I needed more confidence, now I'm going to be here because I think you need someone right now."
"Chandler, what I really need right now is time to cry by myself."
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"Okay... So if we use these seven rooms, we could make it long enough without the school actually finding out that we're too lazy to make it bigger." Pauline circled seven rooms on the map layout that the teachers brought. The rest nodded, trying their best to understand Pauline's instructions. They've decided to go with a monster theme, featuring creatures commonly seen during Halloween. Now all they had to do was to plan out the exact route participants would have to take once they enter the 'haunted house'. "Now, how should we board up the rooms for the route?"
"Well... with boards?" Heather (McNamara) suggested, clearly in no mood to contribute to the conversation. Pauline sighed, she wondered why did the principal want to conduct the damn haunted house every year. It was not only a waste of time but also a waste of time and resources.
"Didn't you mention something about curtains?" Veronica asked, yawning as she started to type out a message on her phone. "Man, this is gonna be one hell of a mess."
"Or hell on wheels, if you three get what I mean." Christine winked, receiving nothing but silence. "Oh c'mon Veronica, don't you have to sing that line in the first song?!"
"I do, but this is clearly not the time to be cracking jokes." Veronica replied, now engrossed with her texting. She wondered why were they still discussing about the haunted house when most of them were out of it. Hell, only Mr Woody and Christine were actually focused on the task at hand. "Anyways, why hasn't Chloe and Brooke come back yet? How long has it been since they left to find Michael?"
"When did they ever leave? Jeremy's the one who left to find Michael." Ms Qing pointed out, scanning the room for the mentioned girls. "Maybe they're making out in some room?"
"Teenagers..." Ms Wellins muttered, shaking her head at the mere thought of two girls defiling one of her rooms. Pauline rolled her eyes, she gathered the committee members to discuss how to go about Halloween, not to make out with each other.
"Fuck 'em, anyway Veronica has a point with the curtains, so let's go with that. As for how are we going to put them up, I'll leave that to Ms Qing."
"Hold up, why me?!"
"Because you can't teach Chemistry without the use of the labs, which are all located at Level 4."
"Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw, that doesn't mean I have nothing else to do."
"You know, I do have a chainsaw in my basement. I mean, it's probably going to hurt you a hell lot, but anything to fulfil your kinky side." Ms Wellins shrugged, earning herself looks from Ms Qing, Pauline, Mr Woody and Veronica. "What?! She's the one who said it!"
"It's a fucking expression. Anyways, so we're going with the usual Halloween monster theme. Who's going to act and who's going to usher those brats into our sad imitation of a haunted house?" Ms Qing asked, suddenly interested with the plan. Paulien shrugged, she hadn't thought that far and if she was going to be honest, she wasn't in the mood to do so. "Woody, you got any ideas?"
"I want to be Frankenstein's monster. I think I have enough height to pull it off." Woody mumbled, a sheepish smile forming across his chiselled face as his dark eyes darted across the room, as though he was waiting for his idea to get shot down.
"Ooh, I wanna do make-up!" Brooke sauntered into the living room with Chloe following behind as though she didn't went missing for a period of time. "Mr Woody, you're so gonna be a rad Franken-dude!"
"R-Really?" Mr Woody's eyes lit up, from which Veronica gathered that he wasn't used to getting his way. Veronica eyed the people in the living room, trying to guess who would want to scare people and who didn't. As for herself, she would prefer if she didn't have to participate. That way, she could invite (force) Heather (Duke) to the haunted house.
"Ooh! I call dibs on the mummy!" Rich's hand shot up eagerly, while Jake chuckled at his eagerness. "Jakey here wants the vampire part!"
"I'm gonna go with the zombie!" Michael yelled as he stormed into the house, obviously displeased that Pauline lost him a while back. Jeremy followed behind him, remaining silent while Michael ranted. "What the fuck dude, how did you lose me at a stupid junction?!"
"Shut up, my only thought at that time was to get a slushie." Pauline grumbled, writing down the names of those who want to participate in scaring people. "Okay, Mr Woody's a Frankenstein monster, Goranski's a mummy, Dillinger's a vampire, Mells and Heere are zombies... and Ms Qing's a Chinese zombie."
"Wait, what?!" Both Ms Qing and Jeremy asked in disbelief, they were both positive that they didn't sign up for it.
"Yeah, and Ms Wellins can be a serial killer."
"Can I say no?" Ms Wellins asked, looking visibly uncomfortable at that idea. Pauline wanted to say no, but her eyes rested on Ms Shears, eventually resulting in nodding in approval. "Oh thank g-"
"Okay, Ms Shears can take Ms Wellins's place."
"W-W-What?!" It was the first time Ms Shears has spoken, and honestly, some of them wished that she remained silent throughout the day. "I-I-I don't w-w-want to be a s-s-serial killer!"
"Well, I want someone who looks innocent to play that role. I mean, do you honestly believe that Canigula's a good candidate?" All eyes fell on Christine, who was looking back at them with puppy eyes. "No Canigula, you're a terrible candidate."
"But I was the one who suggested this whole thing..."
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"Why would Westerburg be like Vietnam?" JD asked after numerous failed singing sessions. JD was the only one who couldn't get the hang of his solo no matter how hard he tried to memorise the lyrics, and if Pauline were with them, she would most probably kick him for not being able to sing his own solo. "Like, Vietnam's all agricultural and stuff right?"
"Oh my god, don't you know what happened in the Vietnam War?!" Heather (Duke) groaned, chucking Ram's world history textbook at JD. "You know what? If you can't fucking sing, then I'll do it."
"Don't tell me I have to pretend to be Veronica! I've already done a Mac for your stupid solo!"
"Unless you wanna hang yourself, no you don't." Heather rolled her eyes, with JD sticking out his tongue in protest. "Ram! Start the music!"
"If only Duke's a psycho, then this song would be lit as fuck." Ram muttered under his breath as he fiddled with the computer. Kurt chuckled while Martha lightly swatted her boyfriend.
"We already have a psychopath and her name's Heather McNamara." JD replied, scooting away from Heather (Chandler). "Please don't kill me for dissing your girlfriend."
"A-Actually, I was about to say that she has anger issues, but okay." Heather (Chandler) replied, a tired smile gracing her bony face. After prying out some information from her friend, she had learnt that Heather (Duke) was fucked up in more ways than one. None of which includes actual fucking.
"Okay! Get ready!" Ram shouted, with the music to 'Meant To Be Yours' starting. Heather (Duke) took a deep breath, and faced JD who was cowering behind Heather (Chandler) for some unknown reason. No matter, JD made a good Veronica.
"All is forgiven baby! C'mon, get dressed! You're my date to the pep rally tonight!" Heather (Duke) declared, opting for a loving tone to potray JD's initital calm facade.
You chucked me out like I was trash, for that you should be dead-
But, but, but!
Then it hit me like a flash, what if high school went away instead?
Those assholes are the key!
They're keeping you away from me!
They made you blind, messed up your mind, but I can set you free!
You left me, and I feel apart, I punched the wall and cried-
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Then I found you changed my heart, and set loose all that truthful shit inside!
And so I've built a bomb, tonight our school is Vietnam!
Let's guarantee they'll never see their senior prom!
I was meant to be yours...
We were meant to be one...
Don't give up on me now...
Finish what've begun...
I was meant to be yours...
So when the high school gym goes BOOM! With everyone inside-
Pchw! Pchw! Pchw!
In the rubble of their tomb, we'll plant this note explaining why they died!
"We, the students of Westerburg High, will die. Our burnt bodies may finally get through you. Your society churns out slaves and blanks, no thanks. Signed, the students of Westerburg High. Goodbye." If the rest didn't know Heather, they would have thought that she was seriously deranged. Heather (Chandler) was starting to worry that due to her personal issues, Heather (Duke) was considering a suicide pact with Veronica. Not that either of them would seriously go through it, but the worry was still there.
We'll watch the smoke pour out of the doors!
Bring marshmallows, we'll make smores!
We can smile and cuddle while the fire roars!
I was meant to be yours!
We were meant to be one!
I can't make it alone!
Finish what we've begun!
You were meant to be mine!
I am all that you need!
You carved open my heart, can't just leave me to bleed!
"Veronica! Open the- open the door please? Veronica, open the door." Heather had now changed to a pleading tone, to highlight JD's willingness to talk things through. She hoped that JD was paying attention, because if he wasn't, she'll make his life like Vietnam in the 70s. "Veronica, can we not fight anymore please? Can we not fight anymore? Veronica, sure you've been scared, I've been there. I can set you free! Veronica, don't make me come in there! I'm gonna count to three! One! Two- fuck it!"
Ah...
Oh my god... no... Veronica...
Please... don't... leave me alone...
You... were... all I could trust...
I... can't... do this alone...
STILL I WILL IF I MUST!
"And cue Veronica's mom coming in and have a screaming fit." Heather said, ending the song. Her friends all clapped, especially JD. "JD, you've better not fuck up this song. I swear, if we have to go through this song one more time, I'll personally unleash hell on you."
"Go fuck youself."
"I'm already fucked up enough, thank you very much. Oh, that's a hella good rhyme."
"Since when do you use 'hella'?!" Kurt gaped, not used to hearing such words from Heather.
"Oh, ever since I got fucking invested in 'Life Is Strange'. Is it weird that I want to push Kate off the roof every fucking time I have to tell her some stupid Bible quote?"
"Man, I'm surprised you haven't punched Ms Religion just for having that surname." Ram muttered, making a note to never play the game Heather had mentioned.
"I know right?!"
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"Hey Chloe, go fuck your selfie." Veronica mumbled, barely keeping her eyes open. It was close to 9 pm, and they were scrambling about with their first (and final) draft for Halloween. Well, almost everyone. Chloe was one of the few who weren't doing anything productive, and she was idly taking selfies with her phone.
"Wow, who pissed in your Cheerios?" Chloe replied, not stopping her selfies. Veronica sighed, she needed a long nap after what they had discussed. Then again, hammering out solid points was pretty productive.
"Nobody, and I don't eat Cheerios."
"You serious? That's like, awesome sauce."
"Are you cereal?"
"Can you two shut the fuck up?! Sawyer, you might want to stop hanging out with Duke." Pauline groaned, slamming her fists on to the table. "Geez, stop playing 'Life Is Strange' with her will you?"
"Wow, are you tripping on something?" Mr Derry asked, stretching his arms. He had been sleeping, until Pauline woke him up.
"She's tripping on life!" Christine chimed in, earning herself a glare from her junior. "What? You set yourself up for it!"
"Canigula, I swear to god..." Pauline gritted her teeth, she was having a bad day and the only thing stopping her from raging at the rest was because she wanted to... actually, she had no reason not to yell at them. "You know what? Fuck it. You guys aren't fucking serious! Like hello?! Even McNamara's doing something stupidly productive!"
"Just what's your impression of me?!" Heather (McNamara) asked, outraged that people assumed that she was never productive. After all, she was productive... just maybe in the wrong fields. "I'm pretty productive!"
"Productive in being such a rebel that is."
"Are we done here?" Ms Wellins asked, pinching her nose bridge in an attempt to rein in her irritation. "Because if we're done discussing about the committee's plans for Halloween, I would appreciate if all of you get the fuck out of my house. There's school tomorrow and I don't want to oversleep again."
"Wow, rude much?" Ms Qing laughed, standing up from her colleague's (very) comfy sofa. "But yeah, I'm gonna go back. Hey Ollie, you mind giving me a lift back?"
"If by giving you a lift back you mean hotwiring someone's car so that I can drive it, then sure. You need to find me a car first though." Mr Oliver shrugged, going back to texting on his phone. "Larry's like, flipping his shit."
"What did he do now?"
"Oh same old, Allen just blackmailed him into attending tomorrow's drama session with the students. That, and I have to mark a certain someone's Maths paper." Mr Allen replied, levelling a steady gaze on Heather. Ms Qing nodded, it was a relatively well-known fact that Heather was terrible at Maths. "What's that phrase again? Fuck me gently with a chainsaw?"
"No no, it's 'daddy fuck me harder'." Heather giggled, having her own online conversation with someone on her phone. "Hey Veronica, you wanna sleep over at Duke's place? She says that after the hell she went through at Ram's house, she could use some company."
"Did she actually say that I'm welcome, or is it another one of your plans to score some extra pocket money?" Veronica questioned, not believing for a second that Heather (Duke) wanted her over after somewhat pushing her away yesterday. Heather (McNamara) simply tossed her phone to Veronica, who barely caught it. The phone contained the owner's conversation with Heather (Duke), which served as proof that Veronica was indeed welcome.
Duke: [goddamn it mcbk]
McNamara: [wtf happened]
Duke: [try getting tgt for practice at ram's]
Duke: [hella tiring]
McNamara: [u try thinking how to do the fucking haunted hse]
McNamara: [pauline was so close to blowing a gasket]
Duke: [im surprised u know wht gasket means]
McNamara: [fuck u im gd at lit n u kno it]
Duke: [sure sure]
Duke: [come over to my place, chandler could use some company from her gf]
McNamara: [no need to invite me i can do tht myself]
Duke: [bring veronica over]
Duke: [the more the merrier]
McNamara: [k thts the least i can do since u helped me get 900 bucks]
Duke: [wait what]
McNamara: [i bet against alsmot everyone we kno tht u two r not dating]
McNamara: [im so glad ur so fucked up]
McNamara: [i mean i dun kno if ur rfeally fucked up but im guessing thts the case]
Duke: [wow gd job u ass]
Duke: [srsly pls bring veronica over]
Duke: [we can bitch abt u and chandler making out]
McNamara: [pls tell me again why did i get 900 bucks today]
Duke: [because ur hv gd foresight]
Duke: [see u ltr]
"Yeah sooooo... wanna sleepover and maybe make out with Duke?" Heather (McNamara) asked, her eyebrows jumping suggestively. Veronica rolled her eyes, promptly leaving Ms Wellins's house for Heather (Duke)'s. "H-Hey wait!"
"... Eh whatever. You guys are dismissed." Pauline shrugged as Heather (McNamara) left the house immediately after Veronica did so. The rest let out groans of relief, all they now had to do was to decorate the assigned level and prepare the costumes. 'I was so sure that Sawyer and Duke were dating...'
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"Hey... uh, Duke? Where are the Chandlers?" Veronica asked after a fruitless search for Heather (Chandler) and her mother. Heather (McNamara) shrugged, making her way to Heather (Duke)'s kitchen. "Mac, shouldn't you have some decency as a guest?"
"Fuck, I see Duke more often than I see my own folks!"
"... Unfortunately, she's right. God, do the McNamaras trust me with her more than themselves?" Heather (Duke) sighed, pulling out a green book and a pen. "Oh right, they went to the hospital. Chandler's sister woke up."
"That's great! Does this mean we'll be seeing her sister too?!" Heather (McNamara) exclaimed from the kitchen, loud rattling accompanying her words. "Sweet! Duke just bought tons of spam!"
"It's for the Chandlers! Don't eat them, you're already fucking fat anyways!" Heather (Duke) laughed, writing something in her book. Veronica noticed, and slid over to her shoulder to get a better look.
[1-10-17
It's been a week since my therapist suggested I have a diary, and I think it's hella cool? Sorta, I mean it doesn't really help... but penning down thoughts on paper sounds hipstery?
So I invited Veronica over (and Mac but she doesn't give a shit about invites) via Mac and I'm like, low-key guilty because I told her that I liked her back yesterday but I'm not showing it? But she did come over, and I bought a fuck load of luncheon meat cans so that I could distract Mac from us and maybe I'll pull Veronica somewhere to talk about feelings and shit? Oh Jesus Christ, Brooke and Michael are influencing me.
I guess my depression is getting better? Ok so I still have abandonment issues and maybe I still cry into my pillow every now and then, but you're a book, you won't judge me right? Right?]
"Have I ever told you how pretty your handwriting is?" Heather jumped at Veronica's comment, and immediately turned around only to come face to face with Veronica. "Oh right, first rule of owning a diary is to never look into others."
"How much did you see anyways?"
"All of it?" Veronica replied breezily, a smirk forming on her face seconds later. "So, 'feelings and shit' huh?"
"What, you want me to write in here that I wanna kiss you? Because that's only when you're dating someone." Heather rolled her eyes good-naturedly, she had after all, pretty much told Veronica everything yesterday. "But really, as much as the feeling's mutual... you know that I'm a shitty person to date."
"And like I said, I don't care. Isn't the point of being in a relationship is to support each other?"
"I thought that's only when you're past the honeymoon stage."
"You have honeymelons?! Where?!" Heather (McNamara) asked, popping her head out of the kitchen only to see Veronica bringing Heather (Duke) closer to her body. Heather (McNamara) blinked, slinking back into the kitchen to hunt for the elusive honeydews (that never existed in the Dukes' residence).
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You know the feeling when you have no mood to do anything but stare into blank space? Yeah, that's what I'm feeling now. Can't even concentrate on studying or writing. Fuck my life. Okay, I'll bring my problems outta this chapter, see ya!