What's your damage, McNamara?

Chapter eleven: All is forgiven baby!

JD's POV:
Before Heather did that very impressive "Ariel," she mentioned the big game. The pep rally was the best chance for me to unleash my master plan. Oh you didn't know? I plan to blow up the whole school. Everyone will be there and everyone who hurt Rachel will be there too. Perfect plan. But of course, so would Heather. My one weakness. The blonde. I couldn't let her get hurt but at the same time if she found out she'd Ruin the plan.

"By the way," I finally said "I'll be there to watch you preform. I wouldn't miss it for the world." She smiled and kissed me again. In a way I felt bad. Then again I didn't.

Heather's POV:
A few days later Dora had to leave to go back home. I still never understood why she wore the contacts. They only other person who knew I thought she was Rachel apart from Veronica, was Sydney. I told her everything.

That night, just after she left, I found a note taped on my door. It read: You were right, Heather. I am Rachel. But if you DARE tell JD... You'll get what you deserve! Oh and if you dare show your face at the game... I'll make sure you don't leave. Ever.

So she was Rachel! Although the note said not to tell JD I had to. I raced to his house, climbed up the fire escape and in through the window.

"JD!" I shouted, "look at this! Dora left it on my door!" He took the note from me. Scanned it and looked me in the eye. "Dora isn't my sister... but whoever wrote this does not want you at the game. I'm sorry Heather but I can't let you get hurt. I'll still go to the game so they don't suspect anything . Say you're ill and stay here. My dad won't care. It'll be safer that way." I couldn't help but agree.

The next day was the day of the game. After 2 hours of sitting in JD's room, I decided that I had to leave. I climbed out the window and run to the school. When I got there I saw JD walk down a few flights of stairs holding a large box. He was not heading for the gym. So where was he going?

I decided to follow him being as quite as I could. I saw Jason push open the boiler room door open and walk inside. Before it closed, I ran in.

"This isn't the gym, JD!" I said in a fury.
"Heather?! You shouldn't be here! I told u to stay at mine?! What if the person sees you!" He argued back.
"You put the note there didn't you?!" I said walking closer towards him. "No. Actually it was someone else. But that doesn't matter. Look I'm doing this to stop all the people that hurt my sister! I'm doing this to help Sydney!" "Sydney? Why Sydney?" I said, practically right in front of him. "Because she wants to die. She's in there... she made me do it. Made me distract you with love and what not. Just so that you wouldn't get in her way. You want her to be happy don't you? Then stay here. With me." He pulled me close to him and kissed me. Tears streamed down my face. "She left the note didn't she. She didn't want me getting hurt and killed."He nodded.

"You said she made u distract me with love...? Do you really love me?" I asked. I wanted the truth. "At first, no but the. I realised that you were what I need. Heather I love you. The same way that old married couples do." I believed him. For once I did.

"Now wait outside," he said, "and I'll come get you. We can run away together? How does that sound?" I looked up at him and kissed JD on the cheek and a sign of me saying yes.

There was nothing I could do.

As I walked past the gym I saw Sydney there. She waved at me and made the sign of a heart with her hands. I did the same back and walked off in tears. I couldn't fight him. Sydney was my one weakness.

As I walked out to the end of the school gates, the school blew up. I was flung to the floor. JD?! Where was he?!

"JD?! JD?!" I shouted but no reply. He had gone too.

I curled up in a ball on the brick wall of the school fence. I cried and cried until a hand touched my shoulder. "Not cry "head cheerleader." I opened my eyes to see JD staring at me! I pulled him close and kissed him long and deeply. "Don't you EVER do that to me again!" I said punching his shoulder then pulling him in for a hug.

JD took my hand and helped me off the wall. 

"I have something for you," he said, "hope you like it." He handed me a lemon slushy and a yellow bow to match. "Don't change," he said.

We took each other's hand and hoped onto his motor bike. we continued to ride. His dad knew of our plan and every week gave us money to pay for essentials. We had to get away from what we did. Everyone thought we had died in the explosion too.

No one survived the explosion.

No one but Heather Duke.

And she knew everything.
I don't know how but she did.
She could tell who she wanted but no one believed her. And by this point, I was already gone.

Yes I regretted what I did. I could of saved those lives. But something about the killing felt great. And it wasn't just JD's kiss...

And so the head cheerleader and trench coat rode off to Seattle. It took along time but finally JD and I lived happily. Ever. After.

                            The end.