My Crappy Heathers Oneshots (Requests Closed)

Heather Chandler x Jerk! Female! Reader

Whoopie, two requests! I'm on a roll!! This was requested by @Arianarobloxgeek thank you for requesting!! heather chandler was never killed in this universe I guess :/ also, I'm so sorry, I kinda forgot that the reader was supposed to be a jerk, but she didn't do anything bad to anyone. But I was too far into the story, and I was too lazy to fix it.
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It was an unusually hot autumn day, (Y/N) had just finished football practice and was talking to Kurt and Ram.

"Hey, (Y/N), Veronica just asked us to go to the cemetery, so we gotta go," Kurt said in a lustful tone.

"Yeah, (Y/N) you should come with us!! I heard Heather C's coming, don't you like her?" Ram put on a suggestive look as his mouth curled into a smirk. I elbowed him gently.

"Ugh, fine," I spoke, annoyed at the two muscly football players.

As we walked down the halls while watching the girls  (and boys ;)) swoon over us, the clique of girls that rule this school strode over to us, the Heathers. I've had a crush on her for months now, and I can't control myself when she's around. I'll end up a blushing mess, even trying to talk to her.

(time skip to the cemetery uwu)

Ram, Kurt and I waited inside the cemetery, waiting for the duo of the two hottest girls to arrive.

Through the cold, misty atmosphere of the quiet cemetery, the group of boys and a girl saw a silhouette of two girls coming towards them. They got ready with their deepest voices and slicked backed hair while (Y/N) just sat on a patch of thick pasture of grass, fidgeting with her varsity jacket, waiting for her crush to appear.

Out of the shadows, the mythic bitch Heather Chandler and her protugé Veronica Sawyer, came emerging from the mist, their footsteps crunching the grass they stood under.

"Hey boys," Heather Chandler continued "And girl," she winked at me and I turned a bright shade of plum red. They couldn't see me in the darkness though.

"Heather and I were up for a little, uh, steamy session, " she whispered in a seductive voice. "and we were thinking if you guys could help fulfill our desires." Heather spoke, biting her lip. I could feel the blood rush to my cheeks as I tried to keep the nonchalant look plastered on my face.

As the boys took off their clothes jumping with excitement, Heather pulled me away from them and took me to a leafy, dark pathway.

"Uh, hey, Heather, what's up?" I spoke in the voice Ram and Kurt told me to speak in whenever a hot girl was around.

"Oh nothing, " she continued seductively, "I was wondering if you could do me some favors." Biting her lip as she finished her sentence. My cheeks were scarlet red, but I immediately nodded my head, eagerly awaiting what was to come next.

The girl grabbed my face and started kissing me roughly(kinky). I kissed back needily, I've been waiting for this moment forever.

Just as things were getting a bit more heated, another gunshot. I felt a cold metal enter my torso. My vision now was just a blur, but before I collapsed, I heard the sweet, angelic voice of Heather Chandler say in an apologetic tone:" I'm sorry."