It was around 6 in the morning when JD tapped on the backdoor. It led into the kitchen where I sat dozing off in a chair. He came in.
"top of the morning. Get any sleep?" he asks. I smirk and groan gently.
"I spent an hour trying to clean puke off Heather's shoes and another hour cleaning her puke off her bedroom floor" I said. he chuckled.
"Jane!" Heather called from upstairs.
"Yes Heather!" I called.
"bring me a Prairie oyster would you! My head's killing me!" she called.
"sure Heather!" I called back.
"need a hand with that?" JD asks.
"it's okay, I've got it" I say. I quickly makethe prairie oyster, also filling a glass of water. I walk over to the stairs. "you can come up too if you want" Isay.
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Heathers (parody)
Teen FictionJane has been friends with the Heather's since Elementary. she's watched as they became 'the Heather's' that ruled the school and as they initiated Veronica Sawyer into their group in high school. but she never cared enough to stop them. it wasn't t...
