The next couple of hours seemed unreal. I contemplated why I agreed to kill Heather? What has she ever done to me? Then ur hit me. One thing JD said about being the one in the back or something. Believe it or not I was once the most popular girl at Westerburg High School. Everyone loved me. But then she came along with her bitchiness and everyone fell for it. She made me feel worthless. She makes me feel outcasted. And I hate her for it. That's why I agreed.
Maybe I'm becoming more like JD? Nah.
Getting Veronica to help would be a difficult task. JD said he had it all under control. Did he? A few hours later JD and Veronica arrived at my house. Veronica was very happy to be there. It confused me too.
We planned and plotted and finally got the right thing to do. Make her drink something toxic. JD, yet again, had that covered.
A couple hours later JD left. Veronica and I decided to have a chat about why she decided to help.
It went something like this:
H: "Id never expect you to want to kill Heather?"
V: "Let's just say he has some dirt on me so I had to agree."
H: "Why? What did u do?"
V: "All I can say is, don't trust his family."
And with that she got up and left. Confused and alone I did the only thing I could. Drink a slush.
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What's your damage, McNamara?
FanficWhat if JD never gave Veronica greetings and salutations? What if Veronica was always popular? What if Heather McNamara gave into the curious outlook on JD? What if her lifeboat sank? What's your damage, McNamara?
