[Jason Dean (JD) and you were twin siblings, and you both were… pretty hot. Everyone had to admit it. You both went to Westerburg High School, and both of you were seniors. You were a closeted lesbian and… honestly?]

[You had your eyes set on Veronica Sawyer way before your brother did. Hell, she was the reason you realized you were a lesbian. She was already hot as could be when she wasn’t apart of the Heathers. When she joined the Heathers (Heather Chandler, Heather Duke, and Heather McNamara), she became even hotter, if that was possible.]

[Maybe it was something about that short skirt or that tight blue blazer, but something about her just stood out to you.]

[You played the trumpet, and you were the captain for the Westerburg High girls ice hockey team. It was clear that you were popular for the better reasons. All he was known for was for threatening to pew-pew up the school and starting fights with football players Kurt Kelly and Ram Sweeney.]

[Right now, you were out on the ice rink of Westerburg, hockey stick in your hands, passing the puck to your fellow teammates. That was, when you looked over towards the bleachers; behind the glass blocking the bleachers from getting hit by a puck, you saw Veronica Sawyer. But, your brother was no where in sight. She was sipping on a slurpee, usually your brother bought for her on the daily basis.]

[As soon as practice ended, you went to the locker room to get changed out of your uniform. When you came out of the locker room, Veronica was waiting, leaning against the doorframe. What did she want from you…?]