Musical High

Three

Most people don't like school. They think it's a bore, something that doesn't even matter. You get dumb education plus bullying. A few select teenagers do like it, though. Some would even say it's fun.

Still, Clyde Chestnut Barrow was like most people.

Him and his girlfriend, Bonnie, were walking through the hallway, talking about life and..other stuff. Very specific, I know.

"What do you think of the Heathers?" Bonnie suddenly asked. It was quite the odd question, but her lover had an answer.

"The Heathers, huh?" He smirked. "I think they're good-for-nothin' liars. Lil' bitches, too. Usin' their bullyin' tactics to scare people into not messin' with them. They're gonna get what's comin' to 'em. Believe me."

She crossed her arms. "Don't tell me that you're gonna take them on, Chestnut."

"Well, then, what else will I say, Elizabeth?" Clyde booped her nose, having to somewhat bend down to do so. She was 4'11, and he was 5'7, so they had a bit of a hard time reaching each other.

"Clyde!-"

Before he could even look behind him, the teen was knocked to the side, falling flat on his ass. There stood the kid that everyone loved to hate: Heather Chandler.

"Oh, hey Heather!" Bonnie greeted in a cheery tone, which didn't actually last for long. "We were just talking about your bitchy ass. Shouldn't you be fucking Jake right now?"

Heather rolled her eyes. "Don't play dumb with me, Bonnie. We all know you made out with him first. Hell, that worthless boyfriend of your's probably joined you."

Clyde attempted to protest, but the other female started talking before he could. "At least he's not a fucking bully ruining people's lives. You drove Martha to suicide, Heather. How can you still be like this after that?"

"You weirdos never stop talking about her. She's too much of a pussy to actually try anything."

"But what if she did try something?! What if we had to go to her funeral, right now? You'd have to look at that poor girl's grave, knowing that you're the reason she's gone forever! Hell, we'll probably have to soon! What's wrong with you?!"

There was a moment of silence. It seemed that Chandler was actually thinking about the possibility of Martha's death. Although, she probably only did it for laughs.

"Get out of my way, loser." Was all she said after waiting so long for conversation.

Bonnie stepped to the side, smiling, as Heather walked forward. But then..

She tripped the Queen Bee.

As soon as Clyde had gotten help up from his girlfriend, they immediately booked it, laughing their asses off as Heather fucking Chandler embarrassed herself in front of the entire school. It was the best day of their lives.

..And their longest time in detention, of course..

Yep, that's right, the principal was there, witnessing everything that happened. They had to spend three whole hours in detention. Although boring, it was surely worth it.