Nobody knew about you and Heather, not even the other Heathers, she wanted it to be a secret in order to keep her reputation intact and not ruined just for dating a girl. But you on the other hand, really wanted for everyone to know about you and Heather’s relationship, you didn’t care if you were going to get called slurs or names, you didn’t find the whole “keeping the relationship private” part seriously.

However, you didn’t want Heather to get angry at you for telling everyone about the two of you, you loved her a lot, and she loved you a lot too. But Heather didn’t want to get made fun of for being with you, she didn’t know how or why she fell in love with you, she just did.

You are sitting in English class, listening to the teacher give a lecture on shit you didn’t really pay attention to, until someone threw a paper ball onto your desk. You turned to the person that threw it, Ram Sweeney. What did he want now? You sigh, turning back to your desk, opening the letter, reading what he put.

“Yo, you and Heather together or something? Saw the two of you go into the bathroom and never come back out.”

How did he find out? When you checked the hallways at that time, nobody was there…