I turned to Heather D, "I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be back" I said. she nodded and I followed after Martha. We reached the front lawn. "Martha!" I called. She turned to me before facing her back to me. tears streaming down her face.
"what, here to rub it in?" she asked. I shook my head.
"no...I wanted to ask if you're alright?" I say. she glanced up.
"I'm fine. It's okay, you should get back to the party" she said. before I could stop her, she'd gotten into one of the many cars parked up and down the street and driven away. I'd had nothing to do with writing the letter, that was all Veronica and Heather. But I felt like I was at fault, just because I was there. I returned to the party to find Veronica puking in one of the guest bathrooms in the front of the house.
"Veronica? Are you okay?" I asked her. she looked at me through the mirror.
"wonderful" she said.
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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...
