Greetings and Salutations

September 1st 1990

Dear Diary:
Hi, sorry it's been awhile. Heather's been making it her daily routine now to go through all my diary's and notebooks and not give them back for a good bit. Not exactly fun but hay, she's done worse. In other news than my dead roommate being a bitch (having said that, that's not really new), it's coming up to a year since I became "friends" with the Heathers, a year since I met JD and we killed three of our classmates and .... he tried to blow up the school (and ended up dead instead.) Yea.... not exactly the stuff you want to be thinking about when your meant to be at college most days. Heather Mac and Heather Duke are coming over in the next few weeks to make sure I'm alright. I've told them that they really don't need to come but they state otherwise (I'm honestly glad their coming, I need some other human interaction that isn't Heather Chandler being well, Heather Chandler) Speaking of the Mythic Bitch herself, I've warned her to not start up any trouble when her old friends? (I don't really know how she addresses her old friendship with Heather and Heather now). Anyways, I better go and get some sleep .

Until Next Time - Veronica Sawyer.

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"Veronica!" Great speak of the devil herself, As right on cue I hear Heather Chandler shout from her room. "What Heather?!" I ask from my door. Honestly if it was that important, she would have just barged in here. "Think you can make a quick trip to the shops tomorrow. We're running low on shampoo!" I hear her shout. Of course its something that can't wait until the weekend. Somethings will never change there. "Uh, I'll see if I get any spear time after college tomorrow." I shout before closing my door and walking over to my bed. Hopefully I can get some rest before having to get up tomorrow. I think as I lay on my bed.

Huh, I must have drifted off for awhile. I against my better judgment look over at my alarm clock . 5:15. Okay still got a few more hours before I need to get ready. So I curl up into my bedsheets and close my eyes to try and fall back to sleep. Its been around ten minutes of me just snuggling into my covers before I feel something start to stroke my hair. What.... I swear this better be some sort of joke. It sort of feels familiar but I just turn to the other side and mumble. "Heather I swear you have five seconds to stop or I'm not going to the shops after college tomorrow." "Aww, come on Ronnie." I hear a familiar voice plead..... I'm imagining that right? I think as I remember who that voice belongs to. I slowly decide to turn around and open my eyes, and right next to me is someone who I never thought I'd see again. Jason "JD" Dean, my dead ex boyfriend. He looks exactly like how he did the last time I saw him. Same dark black hair (but a bit fluffy with a curl) dark dreamy brown eye? His left eye is now red while his right eye is still brown. Even in death he still wears a trench coat and jeans. I look at his chest and he seems to have bandages wrapped around where he was holding the bomb last time I saw him. Though I notice (other than the new scars on his face) that he seems to have two small red horns and a red tail. They look like LED lights to be honest.

"JD..." I stutter as I'm still stunned on who's right next to me. "Miss me darling?" He asks in that same cocky voice he always does. "What the hell are you doing here?" I ask. "So I'm not allowed to visit my girlfriend?" JD grinned. I roll me eyes. "I'm serious JD" "Alright, alright. Look I was last a a 7/11 somewhere in LA, trying to maybe steal the slurpy machine and the next thing I know I'm in your room." JD explains. Of course he was at a 7/11, the slurpy machine thing is new though. "Oh and before you ask, I tried to leave not to long after I got here , but it seems like your stuck with me." JD smirks. I wasn't going to ask... yet. "What do you mean I'm stuck with you?" I ask. "Not too sure, just when I tried to leave I got teleported back here." JD says before he shrugs his shoulders. You've got to be kidding me. "There's no way I'm going to be stuck with you." I start to complain. I already have enough to deal with, especially already being stuck with the mythic bitch herself in the other room. "Come on darling I can't be that bad." JD says. "You tried to blow up the school." I remind him. "I fail to see your point." JD responds. I'm going to get nowhere with him. After a few minutes thinking I start to say. "Okay look you can stay but you're sleeping on the couch and we're going to have a long talk about last year later." "Sure, sure." JD mutters as he gets up and starts to walk out. A part of me wishes this honestly was just some sort of lucid dream, but it's not. "Veronica! What is Jesse James doing here?!" "Veronica, whys Heather Chandler of all people your roommate?!"