Be More Heather

Be More Heather

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., août 17, 2017
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Veronica is a normal kid at Westerburg high when one day she sees Rich in the bathroom with his gang and says he can make her the most popular kid at the school... for a price... This is basically a mashup of the musicals Heathers and Be More Chill, you'll see why when you read it. Sorry in advance, I had to cut some characters from their rolls to make room for other characters, if you don't like how a character was castes you can make your own version of this story, It'd be fun to see an alt version of this story! Thank you for reading this long description and I hope you enjoy! (Also if you have a better idea for the title let me know.) (Also I drew the cover for National Slushee day on July 11.)
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