Opposites Attract

Chapter 2: (Not) Beautiful

yall i gotta say. you're pretty litty i hope you like this new chapter and i have succumbed to being a floridian and saying yall!!! ok oof onto the story we go!

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1 makeover later... Heather Chandler, previously dubbed Red, Red Heather, etc., looked up at me and grinned. "What do you think?" I glared down at her. "Under the shoulder pads and makeup, I'm still the same ugly raccoon." I responded. "No shit, Sherlock. I mean how did I do making you look less bitchy?" Chandler clarified, not-so-subtly glaring at me. "I was never bitchy, therefore you did horribly." I started arguing with her good-naturedly, and Mac and Duke looked on in surprise.

"Somebody is actually treating Heather like a human being.." Duke mumbled in awe to Mac.

Mac laughed. "I ship it!" She whispered back.

I won the argument of course, giving myself a mental hair-flip. I grinned awkwardly. Wow, it's been a long time since I've shown emotion, apart from that laugh a couple minutes ago. Chandler put a hand on her hip. "Welcome to the Heathers, darlin'." She held my chin for a second and let go.

"Well Heathers? And Ronnie? Let's go flaunt our power." She grinned and took my hand, leading me out into the hall. Dang it, she's hot, hot, hot. I need her to give me space or I won't be able to function. The others trailed behind. 

We walked into the cafeteria, the other students looking up in revere. As they noticed me, they started whispering to their friends. Great. I didn't exactly WANT more attention. I followed Heather (Chandler) to our table and sat down beside her. I set my arms and head on the table.

"Veronica, keep your head up. I need to see your pretty face," She said that last part a little too loudly. My head snapped up and I nodded. "Yes ma'am, captain Chandler." I teased. The cafeteria had quieted at the loud flirt of Chandler. "OH MY GOD KURT!! BEING IN A VERONICA CHANDLER SANDWICH WOULD BE SOOOOO RIGHTEOUS!!" Ram yelled, laughing like a deranged donkey. "Hell yeah it would! Up top!" Kurt replied, high-fiving Ram. The cafeteria's chatter resumed.

"How do they already know my name?" I questioned worriedly. "They follow after us like dogs chasing cats. They only do it because they think we'll have sex with them, though." Mac spoke up dismissively. My eyes widened and I let out a whimper. "Veronica, we're not gonna let them. They have dicks for brains, they're too stupid to get you." Chandler assured me, smiling softly. I nodded and held my head in my hands. I let go and put my hands under the table. I gasped softly as Chandler took my hands in hers. I gripped her hands tight, letting off tension.

She looked up at me, seemingly in pain. "Sorry.." I mumbled out loud and let go of her hands, rubbing mine on my legs. She looked up at me with wide eyes as her face turned red. I sheepishly chuckled and looked down at the lunch table.

Kurt and Ram paraded over to the table. "Sup, you're inviiited to the party at my house tonight!" Ram yelled. "Yeah, almost everyone will be there- except freshmen!!" Kurt added. "Thanks for letting us know, we'll be there." Heather Mac told them in a saccharine-sweet voice. Then they left and she groaned. "Yecch. They're disgusting."

"Are we going?" Duke asked, tilting her head.

"Of course we're going, Heather, don't be stupid! It'd look bad on our image if we didn't!" Chandler responded, her old fire back. I held back a sigh of relief at the fact that she wasn't acting like that again. Oh wait, we actually have to go to the party? Oh God, no.

They all looked at me. "Oops, did I say that out loud, haha. I meant I'd be pleased beyond belief." I fixed the situation, grinning fakely.