Sorry

Lunch

Veronica stepped into the cafeteria, a sudden wave of anxiety hit as the noise of students rang in her ear. Veronica's chest tightened as it got harder to breathe, her heart raced as she left the cafeteria as soon as she could.
Veronica's POV
I ran to the bathroom as soon as she left the cafeteria and she reached the bathroom, I saw the Heathers. They didn't notice me so she quickly went to a stall, I thought a bathroom with little to no people would be better but I just walked in on the Heathers, that was much worse then the noisy cafeteria.

"Grow up Heather bulimia is so 1987" that voice was unmistakably Heather Chandler, the mythic bitch herself but of course no would say to her face.
"Maybe you should see a doctor Heather" that voice was filled with a unnatural amount of Honey for Heather, that was definitely Heather McNamara.
"Yeah Heather maybe I should" that voice was timid but hid a certain level of disdain, I mean I wouldn't blame her, she's constantly told to shut up and undermined despite being a almighty Heather.
"Shut up Heather." There it was, calmer than her usual one, maybe she's more aggressive in front of people to show she was the almighty and no one is allowed comfort and mercy, so much so she makes a example out of her own right hand women

I heard someone enter the bathroom from the stall "ah Heather and Heather" the voice said, it was familiar, perhaps I need more time to register the voice- then Duke puked once more "and Heather..perhaps you didn't hear the bell over all the vomiting, your late for class." It was definitely ms. Flemming "Heather wasn't feeling well, we're helping her" Heather Chandler said, clearly lying but ms. Flemming seemed to buy it, not caring, but she bought it "Not without a hall pass your not."

This was my chance, I could finally not be one of Kurt and Ram's many punching bags, people would leave me alone

I took out my already forged hall pass and just added Heather, Heather, and Heather to it and changing the dates. I left the stall "um, actually, Ms. Fleming, all four of us are out on a hall pass. Yearbook committee.." Ms. Fleming looked at it "...I see your all listed. Hurry up and get where your going"

Heather Chandler stole the slip and said "this is a excellent forgery." She'd look up at me, her eyes piercing like sharp icycals "who are you?" She asked me

"V-Veronica sawyer..I crave a boon." Heather looked at me like I said something gross "what" she paused "boon." she look repulsed like I said something outdated but she was humoring me

"Let me sit at your table, at lunch" my stomach turned at going back to the cafeteria but it was necessary to be left alone "if people think that you guys tolerate me, then they'll leave me alone."

All the Heathers laughed but the yellow clad girl with honey that lingered on her tongue as she spoke seemed way more, forced

I needed this, I don't think I can play another year of beat up the nerd and Veronica being the nerd. So I added "Before you answer, I also do report cards, permission slips, and absence notes"

Duke looked at me and asked "what about prescriptions?" She said hesitant, probably afraid to get yelled at by Chandler "shut up, Heather" she barked, similar to her usual yell and not the soft line or well as soft as you can get for Heather Chandler from earlier. Heather eyed me again "for a greasy little nobody, you do have good bone structure" McNamara chimed in "and a symmetrical face. If I took a meat cleaver down the center of your skull, I'd have matching halves. That's very important" surprising innocent, she wouldn't actually do so but I still flinched, thinking back to the time father threatened me with a meat cleaver

McNamara noticed I flinched at that and smiled at me to reassure me, like she thought I thought she would so such a thing. The smile was reassuring and I returned it I felt bad making her feel like she scared me.

Duke wormed her way in "of course you could stand to lose a free pounds" I wanted to say something but as much as she was the least threatening as was still a Heather. "And ya know, ya know, ya know?
This could be beautiful
Mascara, maybe some lip gloss
And we're on our way
Get this girl some blush;
And Heather, I need your brush
Let's make her beautiful"

I stood there like like a idiot half of it being I'm in the presence of the Heathers and the other half is they're giving the time of day

"Welcome to the Heathers, Veronica" Heather Chandler said, apparently I'm now I Heather