Chapter 6

Vannessa and JD stayed still for a moment.

Vannessa bending down and JD trying to make sure he didn't fall off the ladder. The long kiss ended as vannessa let go.

"I uh.. saw the croquet set up in the back. Wanna round?" Vannessa kissed him quick.

"Of course"

Vannessa climbed out her window and they both climbed down the ladder together. Soon it was a rush. Croquet mallet lay forgotten. In the grass beneath JD's flannel. And as they were a heap of sweat and hot breath in the cold night, hidden behind the fountain to avoid unwanted attention from Veronica's parents, vannessa realized this wasn't a dream.

Her feelings were so real... She felt every touch JD gave her, gently and sure.

after an hour the 2 love birds lay on JDs large coat (big enough for both of them) on the grass.

"Well I thank you" JD said carresing Vanessa's arm.

"My first game of strip croquet"

Vannessa gigled and kissed him.

"It's alot more interesting than throwing your clothes off and boning out on the neighbors swing set." She replied resting her head on his chest.

"Yeah well, there's alot to be said for throwing off- agh!" Vannessa playfully bit his shoulder.

Vannessa looked into his eyes and kissed him once more.

"You know.. heather Chandler is one bitch that deserves to die."

Vannessa remembered what Veronica's line was supposed to be. But she wasn't gonna say that.

"I know... She does. I wanna make her puke her guys out. Then I say we grow up, be adults, then die." JD kisses her once more.

After a few hours more they were creeping into Heather's house.

"Don't worry she skips the Saturday trip to Grandma's even when she's not hung over."

JD laughed and opened a cabinet.

"So we're concocting a potion to make her spew red white and blue then?"

Veronica laughed and pretended to open the fridge and look inside.

As expected, JD took out the flask of blue liquid drain cleaner- fumes alone could kill.

"I'm a no hull buildup man myself" he said holding up the flask to vannessa.

She walked over to JD and put her arms around his waist.

"That'll kill her."

JD chuckled and kissed her forehead.

"Yeah."

He poured the blue liquid into a clear glass.

"No, heather would never drink something that looked like that."

JD took out a white mug and poured it into that.

"Then she won't know what she's drinking".

Veronica noticed something in the cabinet. A cup with red, green, yellow, and blue stripes. She had seen it in an Easter egg article for the movie.. and pulled it out instead.

"No."

She poured the white mug liquid into the colorful one

"This way she'll be more preoccupied at the cup and not its contents.

JD smirked and brought vannessa into a tight hug and kissed her.

"I love you"

Vannessa kissed him back and grabbed the cup.

"I love you to."

And after a quick check making sure vannessa brought the right mug, they went to Heather's room.

Heather's was lying in a pink robe, in the magnificent bed.

She rised up.

"Well. Veronica."

Vannessa smiled at her

"Heather I think we both said things we didn't mean last night.."

Heather folded her arms and scowled

"Did we-?"

JD held up the mug.

"It's a family recipe."

Heather looked from him to the mug.

"I'm not drinking that."

JD sighed

"I knew this stuff would be to strong for her." Heather squinted at him " you think I'll drink it if you call me chicken-?"

She got up from her bed and snatched it out of his hands.

"Give me that."

And she took it and drank it all in one gulp without even looking at it. Her eyes opened in suprise- and her gagging mouth opened wide. Her teeth and tongue were stained blue. Her eyes were pleading. She walked forwards not laying attention to where she was going. Both vannessa and JD stood watching in wonder and the life left Heather Chandler. Suddenly her gagging stopped. And she fell face first into her glass coffee table. Smashing it to smithereens. And with that- Heather Chandler, queen bee, mythic bitch. Famous in school, but only a junior, Died, covered in glass on her bedroom floor.