Heathersworld - Heathers and Eddsworld Crossover/AU

Beautiful

A/N: this book is based off the broadway musical Heathers and i own none of the plot or characters. if you havent already, go watch it so you can get an idea of what everything is metaphoring. also, since it is a Heathers fic, there will be themes such as faking suicide, overdosing, murder, sex, lotsa lotsa swearing, drugs, sexual harrassment, etc. i also write in lowercase. if that bothers the majority of you i'll change it. lmao you've been warned <3

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september 1, 1989
dear diary,
you know, i think i'm a good person. well, believe there's good in everyone, but, heh, here we are! first day of senior year!! im looking around at all the kids i've known from kindergarten/first grade up and.. what happened?

"freak!"
"hey, slut!"

i remember when we were tiny and happy and shiny, playing tag and getting chased. it was so much fun! singing songs and clapping along, making cookies with our parents and eating paste. but then..

"loser!"
"hurry up, shortbus!"
we got bigger, and i guess that was the trigger -if i can go shakespear-ish- like the Huns invading Rome.

"ah!" ell yelped, tripping over. her journal and pen smacked against the gravel ground, not to mention her face.
"ugh.. oh! sorry!" she hurriedly apologized at the husky boy above her who she'd bumped into. he scoffed and turned back to a girl ell presumed he was flirting with and scowled, picking herself up, and walking over to a bench.

but welcome to my school, like no other highschool. this is the thunder dome.
hold your breath and count the days, diary. i'm gonna graduate soon. college will be a paradise, if y'know, i'm not dead by june.
but i know that life can be beautiful. i pray for a better way through this. we were kind back then as kids, and we can be kind again now. we can be beautiful!!

ell stood up and turned to walk toward the school for class. but a stocky-built guy was standing behind her obliviously, and she slammed into him.
"ow!"
just not today.
the boy fell back onto his ass with a growl.
"oh my gosh im so sorry! are you okay?" she asked, extending her hand to help him up. he harshly backhand her hand, making ell recoil. "get away, nerd!" he yelled.
"oh– okay." she muttered, a bit insulted. she took out her journal once again.

but things will get better, as soon as my letter comes from either Harvard, Duke, or Brown. so i can get away from this coma, take my diploma and blow this crappy little town.

ell dreamily looked upward at the pale blue sky, filtered by clouds littered everywhere.
i dream of ivy covered walls and smoky french cafés.

she bumped into yet another student. were these assholes deliberately trying to get in her way?
"watch it!" he snapped. she scowled back.
im fighting the urge to strike a match and set this dump ablaze.

ell sighed, her head tilting and medium-length chocolaty brown hair falling to the side. she looked around the courtyard and walked up onto the steps into the old run-down school building. she was immediately greeted by her book being smacked roughly out of her hands onto the floor.
"oops."
she snapped her gaze to the guy wearing a letterman's jacket infront her, glaring. she bent over to pick up her book with an annoyed huff. the bulky male let out an obnoxious laugh and ran off to his friend, dressed in the same attire.

"eduardo gouldero," she muttered kinda loudly to nobody in particular. "third year as linebacker," her voice rose in a frusterated tone. "and eigth year of smacking lunch trays and bding a huge dick."

eduardo turned around and grabbed ell by the base of her long gray scarf, pulling her face menacingly close to his. she felt his breath against her face as he snarled, "what did you say to me, skank?"
ell internally panicked, she felt her face grow hot as she gripped his fist with her hands to make him let her go. "ahh.. nothing!"
he shoved her to the ground and stomped off.