Don't blame me

Motercyles,Windows make out and murder plots

The next morning, JD and Saige arrived at Westerburg High on his motorcycle. As they parked and dismounted, Saige couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and exhilaration. She knew walking into school with JD would turn heads, but she didn't care. This was her choice, her declaration of independence from her sister's oppressive expectations.

They walked through the halls hand in hand, drawing stares and whispers from their fellow students. Saige held her head high, feeling a sense of empowerment she hadn't felt before. JD squeezed her hand reassuringly, his presence a constant source of strength.

As they approached her locker, Heather appeared out of nowhere, her face a mask of fury. She grabbed Saige's arm, yanking her away from JD. "What do you think you're doing, Saige?" she hissed, her eyes flashing with anger. "I will not have my sister embarrass me like this."

Saige pulled her arm free, her own eyes blazing with defiance. "I'm not embarrassing you, Heather. I'm just living my life. You don't get to control me."

Heather looked between Saige and JD, her disgust evident. "Hanging out with him is a bad idea, Saige. He's trouble."

JD stood his ground, his expression calm but firm. "You don't know anything about me, Heather."

Heather ignored him, focusing her attention solely on Saige. "Mom and Dad are going to hear about this. Do you want to throw your life away for some rebel?"

Saige felt a surge of anger. "No, Heather. I want to live my life for me, not for you or anyone else. JD understands that, and he's my friend. If you can't accept that, then that's your problem, not mine."

Heather's face twisted with frustration. "Fine, Saige. Do what you want. But don't come crying to me when this all falls apart."

With that, Heather spun on her heel and stormed off, her clique of Heathers trailing behind her, casting disapproving glances over their shoulders.

Saige took a deep breath, feeling a mix of relief and anxiety. She turned to JD, who smiled at her, his eyes filled with pride. "You did great, Saige."

"Thanks," she replied, feeling a rush of gratitude. "I couldn't have done it without you."

JD leaned in and kissed her on the forehead, a gesture of reassurance and solidarity. "You're stronger than you think. Don't forget that."

As they continued their walk through the halls, Saige noticed Veronica watching from a distance, her expression conflicted. Saige gave her a small, encouraging smile, silently letting her know that she wasn't alone.

Veronica hesitated, then walked over, her eyes flicking between Saige and JD. "Hey, you two."

"Hey, Veronica," JD greeted, his tone friendly.

"How are things?" Saige asked, genuinely concerned.

Veronica sighed. "Complicated. Heather's not happy, obviously. But I think what you did was brave, Saige."

Saige smiled, feeling a warm surge of appreciation. "Thanks, Veronica. It means a lot coming from you."

Veronica nodded, her gaze softening. "Just... be careful, okay? Heather can be pretty intense when she feels threatened."

Saige nodded. "I will. And if you ever need someone to talk to, you know where to find me."

Veronica smiled, a genuine smile that reached her eyes. "Thanks, Saige. I appreciate that."

As the morning bell rang, signaling the start of classes, Saige and JD headed to their first period, their hands still entwined. Saige felt a sense of hope and determination. She was done living in Heather's shadow. She was ready to forge her own path, no matter what challenges lay ahead.