The Sunbird and Crow (Heather McNamara x JD)

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Just as Heather McNamara was putting the final touches on Veronica Sawyer's make up, a loud honk was heard from outside. The girls immediately knew it was their impatient leader, Heather Chandler. The two girls walked outside to see Heather Chandler in the drivers seat, dressed in a short and tight red dress with 6 inch red heels and her signature scrunchie in her hair. Next to her in the passengers seat was Heather Duke wearing an outfit similar to Chandler's but green. Chandler inspected McNamara and Veronica's outfits before letting them in the car. Veronica and McNamara had both chosen to wear longer and less tight dresses in shades of yellow and blue. As the girls climbed into the back seat, Chandler said "You two took forever. Now we're gonna be even more late!" After Chandler's outburst, everyone was silent the entire ride there. Once they got there, Chandler turned to all three girls and said "Listen up! If this party goes well, we could get even more popular and get more power. Don't screw this up or I WILL end you." The girls nervously nodded and headed in. Music was blasting, drunk college kids were dancing, and it smelled strongly of alcohol. As the girls made their way through the mess, Chandler and Duke went off with two college guys, leaving McNamara and Veronica alone. Veronica wanted to go outside and hang out but McNamara was afraid of want Chandler would do if she found out. Veronica didn't seem to think Chandler would find out but that didn't convince McNamara so Veronica went alone. Now McNamara was all alone and beforehand she took a few shots of vodka. A slightly drunken McNamara was feeling sick and she was trying to get to a bathroom when she was stopped by a young college guy. The guy was trying to get McNamara to go and sleep with him. McNamara, not wanting to go against Chandler's orders of not messing anything up, was trying to find a polite way to say she didn't want to talk to him. Suddenly, just as Chandler made her way downstairs with a drink in her hand, McNamara puked. McNamara puked all over the guy who was talking to her. Chandler threw her drink down and dragged McNamara outside. "WHAT WAS THAT?!" yelled the girl in red. McNamara had tears streaming down her face while she mumbled an apology. Chandler was fuming and McNamara knew she was in trouble. "I'VE PROTECTED YOU FOR YEARS AND THIS IS HOW I GET REPAID?! BY PUKE?! YOU ARE SO DEAD ON MONDAY! NOT EVEN THE LOSERS WILL TOUCH YOU THEN!" Then Chandler walked off, leaving McNamara crying in an alley. Not wanting to stay at the party, McNamara decided to walk home. Halfway home, McNamara stopped and sat on a bench and began to cry even more. She was crying for 10 minutes when a tall figure on a motorbike pulled up and sat next to her. She wiped her eyes and looked up to see the boy she bumped into earlier that day. The boy smiled a little and said "You okay?" McNamara shook her head and said "Sorry about earlier." Upon seeing the boy's confused look she said "For bumping into you." The mysterious boy nodded and said "It's okay. Happens to the best of us. I didn't catch you name by the way." McNamara smiled a little and said "Heather McNamara. And you are...?" The boy thought for a minute before answering, "The most handsome guy you will ever meet." McNamara laughed and said "No really. What's your name?" The boy chuckled and said "Jason Dean. But you can call me JD." McNamara said "Well, nice to meet you Mr. Jason Dean." "Likewise Miss McNamara." They sat in silence for a few minutes before JD said "Can I call you Mac? Your first name would be too confusing seeing as there are two other Heathers." Mac nodded and he continued, "You're different from them." She looked confused so he explained, "You aren't as vain or bitchy as the other two. You seem to have a soul." Mac was processing his comment when he offered her a ride home. She gladly accepted and JD stood up and offered his hand to her. Mac took it and stood up. Since she was rather short, JD had to help her get onto the motorbike. Once she was on, he got on and told her to hold on. She put her arms around his waist and the two rode off to her house. When they arrived, they bid each other a good night before Heather stepped into her house and JD rode off into the night. That night as Heather laid in bed she couldn't stop thinking about JD's comment. Was she really different from the other two or was he just saying that? She kept contemplating these thoughts before drifting off to sleep...

(The next morning)  


Heather woke up the next morning and went downstairs to find JD sitting on the couch, flipping though the TV channels. When he noticed Heather he exclaimed "Ah! Finally awake, doll?" Heather blushed at the nickname and nodded. She walked into the kitchen and made some toast and sat next to JD. "So why and how did you get into my house? And when?" JD responded, "I got in through a window you left unlocked. I already locked it. I came here about an hour ago because I figured you'd have a hangover or whatever." Heather nodded and began to eat her toast. Once she finished, JD told her he was leaving and with that he climbed out of the window. Heather got dressed and spent the rest of the weekend relaxing.

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Meanwhile Heather Chandler was laying bed thinking about the night before. "Maybe," she thought "Maybe I was a bit too hard on her. I'll just give her a talking to. At this point, the hangover is gonna last like a week." Then she fell asleep once again. 






A/N: End of the second chapter! If you want something to happen, just put it in the comments and I'll try to work it into the story! Byeeeee!