Teen Idle

AN

No this wasn't an excuse to rewatch Heathers (okay mabye-)

Sorry if some parts not line up right, first time writing a song fic

Also some bits might just be head-cannons as the movie had a lot of cuts straight to some scenes and I wanted to fill in the gaps in some places
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I wanna be a bottle blonde

Every school probably has some sort of popular crowd. At Westerburg that's no different. Other than the likes of the jocks and cheerleaders. There's the Heather's. They float above it all. Heather McNamara, head cheerleader. Her dad is loaded—he sells engagement rings. Then you've got Heather Duke, runs the yearbook. No discernible personality, but her mom did pay for implants. And finally Heather Chandler, the Almighty. She is a mythic bitch.

I don't know why but I feel conned

The Heathers are solid Teflon—never bothered, never harassed. Honestly I would give anything to be like that.

I wanna be an idle teen

"Look Heather, I don't have anything against Martha Dunnstock." I say as Heather Chandler wants me to write a note and slide it onto Marta Dunnstock's lunch tray. "Yea but you don't have anything for her either. Come on Veronica, it will be so very." I hear her say as I turn over to Heather Duke and McNamara, who don't say anything. As Usual. "Thought you used to have a sense of humour."

I wish I hadn't been so clean

Maybe I should have took that new kids advice. I think as I leave out the back door. My god, after just throwing up on the Demon Queen of High School herself, you really out did yourself Veronica. "You stupid fuck." I hear a familiar voice say. Your one to talk. "You goddamn bitch." I turn around and say to a very pisssed off Heather Chandler. "You were nothing before you met me! You were playing Barbies with Betty Finn! You were a Bluebird, you were a Brownie, you were a Girl Scout Cookie! I got you into a Remington Party! What’s my thanks? It’s on the hallway carpet. I get paid in puke!" Heather starts saying before she looks down at her feet. "Lick it up baby. Lick. It. Up."

I wanna stay inside all day

I think back to the conversation we had back at the 7/11-. "Greetings and Salutations."-"Well everyone's life's got static. For example, I don't really like my friends."-"Yea, I don't really like your friends either." Then I look at JD who's right next to me. "And you know, you know, you know it's 'cause you're beautiful." I start to say as I brush his cheek with my hand. "You say you're numb inside but I can't agree." "So the world's unfair...." I think about the last few months I had with the Heather's and the fight JD had with Kurt and Ram. "Keep it locked out there, in here it's beautiful. Let's make this beautiful." "That works for me."

I want the world to go away

As me and JD are making out I could feel his hands around my hips. My god he's really good at this. I could feel JD's lips start to move down to my neck, and I had an idea. I push JD onto his mattress and he seems startled at first. He then pulls me down as well before whispering something into my ear. I couldn't quite make out what he said, so I got up and placed my finger on his lips. "No sleep tonight for you, better chug that Mountain Dew." "Okay, okay." "Get your ass in gear, make this whole town disappear." "Okay, okay." "Slap me, pull my hair, touch me there and there and there." "And no more talking. Love this dead girl walking."

I want blood, guts, and chocolate cake

"You know Heather Chandler is one bitch that deserves to die." I hear JD say as I'm cuddling up next to him. "I guess but killing her won't really change anything." I comment before I look up and kiss him on the cheek. "I guess." JD mutters.