(in this one y/n is a part of the heathers and can basically do what veronica does, e.g. forging handwriting. ENJOY!)
Readers POV
I was sitting on the stairs with veronica while she wrote god know in her diary probably something about Heather Chandler. I like the heathers, yes they can be bitches sometimes , but the other times they can actually be nice. well, heather McNamara can be nice.
Heather Mac and I were friends first before the other two came along, after a lot of begging from Heather Mac Heather chandler finally let me be apart of their clique. At first it was amazing being popular and having no one bother but as time went on it started to get worse. Heather C making me forge notes for her tog et out of class so she could fuck one of the football players, or writing her notes to people from their crush, it was heart-breaking seeing their faces when they realise that its not from who they want it to be from. But when veronica joined our little group, I had less things to do. she could do the exact same thing as me, but it was like heather had never seen anyone be able to that before.
In the distance you could hear the sound of heels hitting the floor, I look up and see Heather Mac and Heather Duke standing in front of us.
"god come on girls" heather Mac says nudging veronica in the side "what is your damage heather?" veronica asks looking up at the two "don't blame me, blame heather, she told me to haul your asses into the caff pronto" heather mac replied looking over at me and then back to veronica. "back me up heather?" she says now looking at heather duke "yeah she really wants to talk to you veronica" heather duke says "what about me, why do i have to come?" i ask standing up on the stairs "she said that you will do it if veronica doesn't" heather duke said "do what?" veronica and i ask at the same time.
Heather and Heather don't reply they just walk off in the direction of the cafeteria. I roll my eyes and start walking in the same direction leaving veronica behind.
we all walk in to the cafeteria, immediately spotting heather C in her cherry red shorts. everyone's eyes land on us as we walk further into the caff.
"hello Heather" veronica and I say at the same time, heather turns around to look at us "veronica, y/n finally. I've got a note of Kurt Kelly's, I need one of you to forge a hot and horny, but realistically low key note in Kurt's hand writing, and well slip it onto Martha Dumptuck's lunch tray". she says with a smirk on her face "shit heather I don't have anything against Martha Dunstock" I say and walk away from veronica standing next to heather mac instead. "well then veronica, looks like the job is yours" Heather C says rolling her eyes at me. fuck her.
"come on veronica it will be very" Heather C pleads "the note will give her shower nozzle masturbation for weeks" she continues I can see in the corner of my eye, Heather M and Heather D smirk at each other so I bump heather m with my shoulder to make her stop.
"I'll think about it" veronica finally speaks up "don't think" heather says now scanning the cafeteria for Martha, we all look around and see her paying for her lunch.
"veronica needs something to write on, Heather bend over" Heather says looking at Heather D. she does so and veronica places the clip board on her back and starts writing the note while Heather C tells her what to write.
while they are doing that I take my time in looking around the very full room, my eyes landing on one person in particular, he's got dark hair, dark eyes and is wearing a long trench coat over a green and black button up. "I've never seen him before, he must be new" I think to myself. We make eye contact. I Look away, then I look back. Heather M catches me staring at him and starts talking "god y/n, drool much?" she says getting the attention of the other three girls "his names Jason Dean, he's in my American history" she continues as the other three stand next to us.
