Tripping on Trooms {yandere heathers x gn(ish)!reader)

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Tripping on Trooms!

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     The mystery man was winning. He was currently head butting Kurt. And you found yourself rooting for him. Kurt and Ram were horrible and they lowkey did one hundred percent deserve this treatment.

     Veronica was still drooling at the mouth for him, which you thought was kinda gross since either of you didn't know the guy. Which is valid.

      Both guys then fell to the ground. Leaving everyone in awe, which the mystery kid posed like an edgy anime character. Which you thought was kinda of funny. 

      Everyone rushed out of the cafeteria. Except for you, as you watched the two boys get up. "Ack!" One coughed up blood. "That kid fights better than the real Bo Diddley!" You snickered a little bit and then walked out.

     Leaving the two boys feeling small and helpless. Not to mention, embarrassed!

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     You, the Heathers, and Veronica were at her house. "God Veronica. Drool much?" You jumped when Heather Chandler spoke up. She had been quite silent that day. Even for her. We were playing crochet and she loves crochet so it didn't really make sense. 

     She grinned wickedly. "You were totally throwing your panties at that new kid." The Heathers then laughed annoyingly at her 'joke.' You didn't though. It really wasn't a funny one. 

    Heather Chandler narrowed her eyes at you and glared. But you didn't let up. "And judging by your house, you can't afford replacement panties." She said. The girls didn't laugh until she glared at them menacingly. Then they laughed.

     Veronica looked down in sorrow. "C-C'mon you guys. I don't even know his name." You only rolled your eyes while Heather hit the ball. "Mom! Watch out!" Veronica yelled out to her, as the mother was about to fall because of the ball.

     Mrs. Sawyer laughed a little bit. "Ah! Here you go, girls. Care for some pate?" She asked while offering some of her food towards them. Heather Chandler scoffed at the mother. While you practically raced over to her.

     You see, you were always fond of Mrs. Sawyer. Why? Her cooking was fantastic. Not to mention her kindness was really out of this world. Heather rolled her eyes. "That's not Pate, that's liverwurst." She said and walked off. Her snout in the air snootily. 

     Mrs. Sawyer's grin fell. "I'm aware of that Heather. It's a family joke." Heather Chandler walked behind you and put her head on top of yours. Considering she was remarkably taller than you. 

     And then wrapped her arms around your waist. "Oh. Funny." She said. Clearly not amused. "Dammit! Will somebody please tell me why I read this spy crap?" Mr. Sawyer called from inside of the house. "Because you're an idiot, Mr. Sawyer?" You called.

     Mrs. Sawyer laughed. While Mr. Sawyer agreed by nodding his head. "Yeah. Fair enough." You snickered a little bit. "So girls, any big plans tonight?" Mrs. Sawyer asked as Heather looked like she wanted to leave. 

     "Uh yeah, I actually have some plans tonight, mom!" Veronica said as she walked over to her mother. "Yeah, there's a big homecoming party over at Ram Sweeny's house. So me and Y/n are going to catch a ride with Heather." She said as she gestured over to you.

     Who was starting look extremely uncomfortable as Heather Chandlers hands started to wander. "Speaking of which." Heather Chandler place something that you couldn't quite see on top of the plate. 

     Mrs. Sawyer looked at it in disgust as all three Heathers walked away with you, wrapped around their finger. "Uh, great pate, mom. But I gotta motor..."

    You were already to far away to hear the rest. You looked over to Heather McNamara who was already looking at you. You looked at her questioningly, and she only looked away. 

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    You found yourself at the 7/11. McNamara has been holding your hand for the entire trip. And had even begged for Heather Chandler to not make you go into the 7/11. Heather Duke agreed. And for once, Heather Chandler actually listened to her 'friends.' 

     "So Y/n..." Heather Duke began while she scooted closer to you. As Heather Chandler was the one driving. Not to mention that Heather Chandler was currently screaming at the brunette in the store.

    You tilted your head at her. "Wazzup?" You asked with a smile on your face. "Oh nothing. Just wondering about something." She said. "Oh yeah? What're you wondering about?" You sent her an uncomfortable smile as you found yourself leaning on Heather McNamara. 

     Your eyes widened and looked back at her. Mouthing her a quick apology. She didn't seem to notice and went closer to you. You found yourself being sandwiched in between two hot girls. Kurt and Ram could never. 

      Heather Duke's smile widened to an unhealthy amount. "If you're single...?" She asked. Your eyes widened slightly and you laughed nervously. "U-uh yeah I am..?" You said as you jumped a little when Heather McNamara rested her head on your shoulder. 

     You gently patted her head and tried to leave her. But her grip on you was just too tight. Heather Duke grasped your hand and leaned into your face. Heather Chandler's eye twitched a little. Then she left the car, as Veronica was taking too long.

"How about we change that, hmm?"