Chapter 14

"I said I was sorry!"

Vannessa and Heather Duke were in Veronica's room. Heather Duke was holding a bag of frozen peas to her face.

'you we're out of control."

She adjusted the bag while glaring at vannessa.

"Heather and Kurt and ram we're a shock, but Martha dumptrucks?"

She sat next to vannessa.

"Get crucial! She dialed suicide hotline in her diapers."

Vannessa crossed her arms.

"Your not funny."

"Look. Martha couldn't take the heat, so she got out of the kitchen.. Just think what a better place this world would be if every nimrod followed her cue."

Vannessa felt boiling hate for this jerk. To think she once felt pity for the bitch.

"Oh shut up...hey hot probs is on!"

Heather's favorite radio show was tuning on and this wouldn't end well for a certain person..

She turned the radio knob and the static was tuned out as a bored male voice and a nervous boys one we're heard.

"-its like Skipper is is okay, but sometimes I feel like I'm on that island and Gilligan can be so stupid sometimes..."

Heather Duke giggled behind her.

"Yeah well, dude, just remember - if it wasn't for the courage of the fearless crew, the "Minnow" would be lost, and you are too... Next!'"

Heather cackled like an evil witch.

"That sounded like a good one!"

Vannessa scoffed as she waited for the next voice.

"My name is Heather..."

Vannessa and Heather Duke exchanged amazed looks.

"No....it's not heather it's..... Madonna.... No jeez not that....it's..."

"Hey babe? We need a name."

"It's.... Tweety."

The dumbass DJ laughed.

"Oh.. tweet!"

"God has cursed me, I think. The last guy I had sex with, killed himself the next day... I'm failing math.. My whole life is a mess..."

Vannessa could hear the pain in heather McNamaras voice. She could hear the struggle and pain that she was deermind to hide.

.".I was supposed to be captain of the cheerleading team... "

Vannessa shook her head.

"Oh God.... She knows we listen to this show...."

Heather Duke looked delighted. Like a 6 year old told Christmas was coming early and his present was being king of the world.

"Holy shit we'll crucify her!"

She smiled and gave a laugh.

"My parents are divorced and stuff..."

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Vannessa sat in her seat tapping her feet impatiently on the floor.

The blackboard read;

'poor little heather....'

Heather McNamara sat in her chair wearing her cheerleading uniform.

There was no yellow in her outfit. This showed she had reached her lowest point... Only red... And black.

All of a sudden heather popped up and grabbed her bag. Dashing past the teacher.

"Where's heather going?"

Heather Duke cackled and said, without even looking at the entry way.

"She's going to cry!"

Everyone broke into a crue laughter.

Vannessa stood up and ran out the door.

"Now where's she going?"

Vannessa busted through the bathroom door as heather shoved a bottle a pills into her mouth.

Vannessagtabbed Heather's shoulders and slammed her into a wall, making Heather spit them out.

"What are you trying to do-?! Kill me!?"

Vannessa rolled her eyes.

"What are you trying to do? Sleep?!"