I couldn't believe I got her on my side.
It barely took 3 minutes of texting to get her onboard and enthusiastic about ending Chandler and freeing Veronica from her sinful clutches.
JD: meet in library at lunch, k? Chandlers in detention
???: sure, no prob
The talk was brief. I described my plan to her and she was on top of everything.
"You can convince her to come to me, and Heather to fall into the trap?"
She smirks, "Duh, I have them wrapped around my finger."
"Damn, girl, you are cold," I grin.
***
I showed her the photo, the one of her and the Dumptruck. "Will this change your mind?"
Duke flinched. "Where did you get that?"
I smirk, "Barely took 20 minutes of digging." I slide it toward her, "I'm not asking again after this; will you do it?"
She frowns. "Fine, but I don't like it."
"Good." A coy smile creeps onto my face. "You should probably bring those meatheads you're friends with, incase things go sour."
She sighs, defeated. "Is it really a good idea, though? I mean, right after detention gets out? What if Mrs Flemming forgets something and comes back, only to see the 3 of us wailing on Chandler?"
I feel a twinge of anger. "My plans always work." I say, holding back from raising my voice. "Do as I say Duke, or do I have to remind you of this?" I say, holding up the photo again.
"Ok! Ok, fine!" She says. She picks up her bag and heads out.
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FanfictionBlue. Veronica was blue. She hadn't thought twice about the color until Heather assigned it to her that day in the bathroom. Blue was loyalty, trust, responsibility, truth. Heather was red. Red- anger, demonic, but also romantic and intense. Red. Pa...
