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"They won't expel him, they'll just suspend him for like a week or something

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"They won't expel him, they'll just suspend him for like a week or something." We were all in Veronica's yard playing croquet talking about what had happened at lunch today. Not gonna lie, it was kinda hot. But Veronica that it was too.

"He used a real gun, they should throw his ass in jail!" Heather stomped. She was just pissed someone had messed with her clique and made the two look like idiots.

"No way, he used blanks. All JD did was ruin two pairs of pants. Maybe not even that. Can you bleach out urine stains?" Veronica snickered as I giggled and so did everyone besides Heather.

"Burn!" I whispered shouted turning my head so she couldn't hear me. However she did and shot me a look.

"You seem pretty amused, I thought you had given up on high school guys?" Heather smirked sauntering towards Veronica. We all kinda just stared at the two waiting for Veronica's response. Why we thought it'd be extreme I have no idea why since it's Veronica, the most boring person on planet Earth.

"Never say never." Veronica shrugged. Heather D. took her turn and sighed.

"So what are you gonna do, Heather, take the two shots or send me out?" She questioned Heather. Heather gave her the most stupidest look.

"Did you have a brain tumor for breakfast? First, you asked if you can be red, knowing that I'm always red." Heather got into her face then sent Heather D. out.

"Shit." Heather breathed looking over where Heather had sent her out.

"It's your turn, Heather." Heather told her in a smart ass way. "Easy shot."

"No way, no day." Heather M. crossed her arms. However, Heather still managed. She bounced the ball off of the statue, then the tree and through the hoop.

"Holy shit." Said Veronica as everyone was of course impressed. Heather just scowled.

"God, that was incredible." Heather M. stated in awe.

"Damn Heather, where did you learn how to do that voodoo magic shit?" I asked her. She shrugged.

"So tonight's the night. You three excited?" Heather M. said with a small smile.

"I'm giving Veronica her shot, her first Remington party. I'm bringing Sonny along just so she can get a feel on how extreme these events can be," Heather smirked at me then turned to face Veronica, "You blow it tonight girl, and it's "keggers with kids" all next year." She threatened. She positioned herself to shoot once again nudging Heather's ball.

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