HEY FREN ITS ME @urge2purge (I'm on my main rn) UR ART ACCOUNT IS SO GOOD!!! SO HAPPY TO HAVE AN ARTIST FRIEND. COULD YOU DRAW A DUKE FOR ME? AND MAYBE MAKE HER BLONDE IF YOU COULD(I know thats abnormal for her). ANYWAY IF NOT THAT COOL 2. SEE YU ON CHAT
YA KNOW I DONT DOUBT THAT HEATHER DUKE HAS DYED HER HAIR BLONDE TO MATCH THE OTHER HEATHERS
"And then, she threw up on me!" (I'm not the original sender but I thought this would help 😂)
“And then, she threw up on me!”
“Ewww,” the other children groaned as Heather Chandler recounted the events of Ram’s seventh birthday party.
“She’s so weird,” Heather McNamara laughed. “She probably threw up on you on purpose.”
“It was disgusting,” Heather Chandler said, cringing. “Then she started crying after, like a baby!”
All the second graders laughed, and Veronica resisted the urge to cry again. JD stood next to her, Martha behind her.
“You’re the stupid ones!” Veronica shouted, stomping her foot on the ground. “It was an accident. You guys are mean on purpose!”
“I’d rather be a brat than a loser,” Heather Duke said rudely. “Besides, at least brats dolls are pretty.” Everyone laughed, causing Veronica to get even more upset.
“Brats dolls are ugly,” JD said.
“My mom says they look like prostitutes.”
All the children stared at him, confused.
“What the heck is a prostitute?” Heather McNamara asked. Heather Chandler scoffed.
“It’s probably just a name he made up to make us look dumb.”
“Come on, Veronica,” Martha said quietly, tugging on Veronica’s shirt. “Let’s just leave.”
Veronica huffed and turned around, walking angrily back the classroom.
“I’ll be right back,” JD said. “I have to go get something.”
Veronica nodded and sat down miserably on one of the bean bag chairs and curled up, her head on her knees. Martha sat next to her, comforting her with a hand on her back.
“You’re not gross,” Martha said. “They’re all dumb.”
JD suddenly came running into the classroom a few minutes later, looking flushed and nervous.
“What did you do?” Veronica asked curiously. JD smiled deviously.
“Look what I snuck out of the nurses office,” he said, pulling a bottle of blue cough syrup out of his pocket.
“Gross,” Veronica said, wrinkling her nose. “What are you gonna do with that?”
JD grinned and ran over to the cubbies, quickly going through Heather Chandler’s back and pulling out a bottle of blue Gatorade. Veronica’s eyes widened.
“No way,” Martha gasped. JD grinned and nodded. He took the Gatorade bottle and ran over to the window, pouring it out the side and poured the entire bottle of cough syrup into it.
“Let’s see who throws up now,” he said.
Veronica laughed and hugged him tightly, causing him to blush slightly.
“You’re a genius!” She said happily.
“I just hope we don’t get caught,” Martha said quietly.
At lunchtime, however, the three of them decided it didn’t matter if they got caught. Seeing Heather gag and spit out a mouthful of cough syrup right on Heather Duke’s dress made it all worth it.
• Kurt and Ram’s head nod in beautiful
• the “it really blows” foreshadowing
• “thus ending her hangoverrr”
• literally every single time Veronica laughs
• “Jesus I’m on the frickin’ bus again”
• the dance in big fun cuz it looks sO FUN
• every single lyric in blue aka the fuckboy anthem
• when he missed the punch and JD raises his arms like “that’s rigHT, BitCH. COme aT ME.”
• “dang dang diggity dang”
• “oh look she was reading…the bell jar” *gasp*
• the arm hug thing Veronica and JD do. you know what i mean
• Veronica/macnamara hug after shine a light reprise
• “hello, slut”
• Veronica’s finger guns