CHAPTER SIX
Chandlers Kindergarten Girlfriend (Kinda)
Chandler stands there wide eyed and stuttering. "I-I... what? H-how? No, not with you!" And she storms off, face as red as her whole attire.
Heather Chandler made her way though the cafeteria, not even bothering to get a lunch, just sitting down between Heather and Heather as she laid her head down on the table.
"Heather what's wrong?" Mac asked quietly, not wanting to draw more attention than they already get from the school.
"Can't stop thinking... I try to focus on the class and all I can think about is stupid Veronica. Scratch that, she's smart as fuck but that doesn't make me less angry."
_
Heather Chandler: the little 6 year old kindergartner. She always wore red, and made her two closest friends wear their own corresponding colors. McNamara being Yellow, and Duke being Green. Chandler was known for bossing all the others around, and basically creating a Kindergarten version of a Hierarchy. Herself being the queen.
All the little boys would run up to her and ask her out on a play-date but as usual, she would say no, and shoo them away.
But that didn't mean she didn't have any particular liking to anyone. No, she knew who she liked, who she thought was cute. But it was only one person in particular. Although, there was one problem, she was all the way on the lower end of the hierarchy.
"So Heather, who do you like like?" Duke asked McNamara as all three sat around in the middle of Heathers bedroom.
"Um... I mean, I like Ram but he and Martha seem to be getting along pretty well..." Mac answered shyly as she played with a few strands of her hair.
Duke just laughed, finding it amusing how Ram Sweeny would like someone like Martha Dunstock.
"Alright, what about you, Heather?" Duke gestured towards Chandler.
"Promise not to tell my parents? Or anyone?" Heather knew it was frowned apon to like someone of the same sex, she heard her parents talk about and judge same sex couples. Even kids her age occasionally talked about how they wouldn't know how they would handle having two dad's or two moms.
"Promise." Duke and Mac said in sync. Duke was less bitchy as a 6 year old, less trying to get in Chandlers place and more looking up to her.
"I like Veronica Sawyer..." it was blearily audible, but she knew they heard her.
"The girl who's best friends with Martha Dunstock??" Duke asked, honestly shocked. "Why?"
"I don't know, she's cute, and nice, ...has pretty eyes..."
"AWEEEE!" came from McNamara, "you two would be so cute!"
Little Chandler looked down at the floor blushing furiously. She felt like she could cry right then and there.
"Heather? You okay?" The worried voice of McNamara woke her from her deep state of thought, "yeah I'm fine, I just, I know it's still frowned upon to like someone of the same gender... if my parents find out I don't know what they'd do to me..."
The room was silent. Heather caved in and let herself cry, hugging her knees. Mac and Duke trying their best to help cheer her up.
Eight Years Went By
Heather had forgotten about her little crush on Veronica after 1st grade, the year cliques were more strict. Now she's 14, a Freshman in High-school. The year boys started getting more handsy, more prone to harassing any girl they saw in the hall or the street. That was life for a High-Schooler. Go to school, get cat called by the jocks, awkwardly asked out constantly by the nerds. Normal. What wasn't normal was the feeling in her chest, the one she hadn't had since kindergarten over a girl named Veronica Sawyer.
Funny how 7 years go by forgetting any feelings she had for that girl, and now her heart skips a beat as she sees her walk into class, into the cafeteria, anywhere. Just seeing her made her feel like red itself, all warm inside. On a stressful day all she had to do was look at Veronica and everything would feel alright.
"I know you like her but if you keep staring people are going to notice" the voice of Heather Duke sounded.
Chandler sighed and dropped her head into arms, "Shut up, Heather."
"Sorry, Heather, just trying to help you know? I mean you never know, maybe you'll find out who your soul mate will be tomorrow, if you keep this whole crush thing up you won't be able to get rid of it when that time comes." Duke's voice was excessively annoying at this moment,
"I don't think that's how crushes work" Mac whispered shyly.
She didn't want to stop this "crush thing", she wanted to feel something, for once she wanted to feel loved by someone, someone she loved back. All the jocks just wanted sex and the nerds were just, gross. When it comes down to it, she knows she isn't even attracted to boys. Boys were rough and reckless, they didn't care how you felt. All they cared about was sex, and when they got it, they left you all bruised and hurt. For Heather, every time hurt; it was dry, painful, sometimes she even bled, but that's how High-school was right? painful, bloody.
That's how it's supposed to be.
Heather just wished her life could be different. She wanted to be happy, she wanted to be loved, truly loved. But she knew that wish was too big.
YOU ARE READING
Red and Blue, What a Combination (Heathers GlowMate AU)
FanficOnce named Blue + Red = Purple Veronica always thought her Glow would be with a Handsome Man who had a job as a Lawyer, turns out that's not the case. Like this story? Go check out my Drunk Fics on Chansaw, you'll find it in my stories. Aswell as...
