J.D.:]
Think. Long and hard. Conjure her up in your mind. What would she say?
What is her final statement to a cold, uncaring planet?
[VERONICA:]
"Dear world...
Believe it or not, I knew about fear;
I knew the way loneliness stung
I hid behind smiles and crazy hot clothes;
I learned to kiss boys with my tongue."
[J.D.:]
That's good.
[VERONICA:]
"But oh, the world, it held me down;
It weighed like a concrete prom queen crown."
[HEATHER CHANDLER:]
No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings
No one gets her insecurity
I am more than shoulder pads and makeup
No one sees the me inside of me...
Jesus, you're making me sound like Air Supply!
[J.D.:]
Keep going. This has to be good enough to fool the cops.
[MCCORD:]
Whoa! Is it murder?
[MILNER:]
No, look. Here's a suicide note.
[VERONICA, HEATHER, COPS:]
"They couldn't see past my rockstar mystique
They wouldn't dare look in my eyes
But just underneath was a terrified girl
Who clings to her pillow and cries!
My looks were just like prison bars;
[VERONICA, COPS:]
They've left me a myriad of scars."
[HEATHER CHANDLER:]
"Myriad", Nice.
[VERONICA, HEATHER, COPS:]
"No one thinks a pretty girl has substance. That's the curse of popularity."
[PRINCIPAL GOWAN:]
"I am more than just a source of handjobs."
[VERONICA, HEATHER, GOWAN, COPS:]
"No one sees the me inside of me."
[PRINCIPAL GOWAN:]
Heather Chandler is not your everyday suicide.
[COACH RIPPER:]
You should cancel classes.
[PRINCIPAL GOWAN:]
No way, Coach
I send the kids home before lunch and the switchboard'll light up like a Christmas tree.
[MS. FLEMING:]
Our children are dying!
I suggest we get everyone into the cafeteria and just talk and feel, together.
[PRINCIPAL GOWAN:]
Thank you, Ms. Fleming. Call me when the shuttle lands.
[MS. FLEMING:]
YOU ARE READING
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