Starring Role

Heather laughed at that, an actual genuine laugh. “Now you sound like one of the books I read.” Except for once she was enjoying chatting more than she was reading. “Of course I wasn't abducted. I’m just feeling good I guess. Plus I realized we’ve been hanging out for nearly all of high school and I can count the amount of nice things I’ve said to you on one hand. It isn’t right.”

usually, if heather had the chance she went home right after school. it rarely happened. she was normally needed by heather chandler, to follow her around for whatever social thing she was going to. today however, despite having the day off, heather headed to the cafe, figuring it would be nice to sit around people she didn’t know. spotting a girl nearby heather walked up to her without a second though. “oh my god. i love your outfit. you look so nice.” she looked around the cafe, taking note of what tables were empty before turning back to euntak. “hey, you should let me buy you a coffee. it can be whatever you want.”

“have i ever told you how happy i am to have you as a friend?” the words should have felt absolutely ridiculous in heather’s mouth, even if she was going for sarcasm. heather chandler was usually her number one enemy, the biggest source of misery in duke’s life. and despite that, she couldn’t help but feel grateful when she saw the blonde, happy that she always had her around. “i feel like i should mention it more often. i mean, you are one of my best friends after all.”

Heather woke up in a great mood. She couldn’t explain it, but even putting on her typical green outfit didn’t leave the usual bitter taste in her mouth. The heathers weren’t the first face she recognized at school. “Hey Sally.” Sure, they weren’t friends, but what did it matter. The only way to make new friends was to talk to people right? “You know, I bet me and the Heathers are going to a party later this week. It’s going to be awesome. You should come with us.”

heather didn’t talk to regina, basically ever. of course she knew who she was, but they were part of different cliques. heather had her place under heather chandler, which on it’s own meant she didn’t interact with regina or her crew. still, she planned on making that change. “regina!” heather said, waving as she approached the other girl. “you look great today.” it was odd, saying a compliment and having it be completely genuine, not just a way to gain something. “you know, it’s crazy that we never talk. i mean, i see you all the time and just ignore you. we should totally hang out whenever you’re free.”

“hey. hey. hey! you should play a game with me!”

“i’m just really excited to go out and spend my day with everyone!”

She sat him down on the bench slowly, no point in bringing him somewhere to sit if she was just going to drop him at the last second after all. She stared, blinking at him for a few moments, unamused. She was not amount to explain all of American history to some random who she ran into on the streets. “He got old and died.” Heather deadpanned. “Like most people do. It’s not that hard to understand.” She had half a mind to just leave him there. She didn’t owe him anything and yet she’d still done a little to get him sitting down. This should have been her time to walk away, but there really was little else for Heather to do. She refused to walk around all wide eyed and confused like everyone else. Better to just stay here and talk to the weirdo she supposed. “Don’t know, don’t really care. Last time I checked it was summer in the 80s, but the paper I saw said it was 2018 all of a sudden. It doesn’t really matter.”

“If I had killed Heather? As if. That’s a real barbaric thing to do. Do I look like I’d just go and murder someone? That does horrible things for your reputation. I’d pay someone else to do it obviously.”

“red, obviously.”

Duke was easily the Heather who was worst at conversation, probably because she had forced herself to a social situation instead of actually belonging there. Still, she had to try in order to fit in. “So, any parties coming up?” She asked from where she was picking at her salad. She didn’t really want to go to a party, but she did want to know her schedule in advance rather than just getting a text demanding for Heather to get in jeep and pick Chandler up. “Not with anyone here of course, but maybe some of the college guys have something going on?”