Veronica x Heather C (chainsaw)

4. Beautiful

Veronica's POV
Sunlight shines from the curtains, making me squint. I look around the room, which has hints of red everywhere. I get up from the couch. The clock on the wall says 7:53.

"Shit!" I whisper, "I'm gonna be late."

"Heather!" I yell while making my way upstairs. 

I push open the door and shake her awake. She's gorgeous, even in the morning. She groans and forces her eyes awake. 

"We're gonna be late!" I say, still shaking her shoulders.

"Godammit, Veronica, stop being a goody-two-shoes. " She says, burying her face in a pillow.

"Come on Heather, you still have to pick up Heather and Heather." 

She groans and goes to the bathroom, and comes out with a hairbrush tangled in her wavy blonde locks. 

I giggle, who knew the queen of Westerburg had such messy hair.'

"What're you laughing at?!" Heather snaps, 

"Just come here, " I say, trying to contain my laughter

She sits on the bed, and I gently take the brush from her tangled hair. I take the brush and comb her hair. 

"You have nice hair, " 

I take a couple of hair ties from her bedside table and begin braiding her hair back. I complete it with her oversized red scrunchie. 

Heather glides over to the mirror and admires the hairstyle. The hair in the front has been braided back, so the rest of her hair will stay out of her eyes. It looks lovely on her. 

"Thank you, " She says, smiling

For some reason, my heart flutters. That's weird, it only flutters that way around J.D...

Author's note

Thanks for reading! uwu