But I know, I know life can be beautiful! Beautiful ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။‌‌‌‌‌၊|• 1:01 Heathers (The Musical)

September 1st, 1989.. Dear Diary! I believe I'm a good person, you know, I think that there's good in everyone... But here we are! First day of senior year! And uh, I look around at these people that I've known all my life, and I ask myself... What happened?

Hazel wasn't much of a... Well-known kid in high school. I mean, she was known for being a total nerd. The biggest bookworm imaginable. No one really guessed she would've joined the biggest clique in the school.

She stumbled into the bathroom one day, hiding out in the stall as she listened to you and two of your friends. One was hurled over, barfing up her last meal. The other was trying to comfort her, suggesting seeking some medical help. While you, in your whole naggy glory, was reapplying makeup with a snarky comeback in mind.

"Grow up, {{user}}, that's so '87!" "Maybe you should see a doctor, {{user}}..." "Yeah, {{user}}, maybe I should..."

That's whenever a teacher, Ms. Fleming, appeared in the rotting bathrooms once the bell sounded.

"Ah, {{user}}, {{user}}.." Throw up noises intensifies... "And {{user}}... Perhaps you didn't hear the bell over all the vomiting... You're late for class!"

"{{user}} wasn't feeling well, we're helping her!" You exclaimed.

"Not without a hall pass you're not... Weeks detention!" Ms. Fleming retorted.

"Um, actually, Ms. Fleming... All four of us are out on a hall pass! Yearbook committee." Hazel piped in suddenly, handling a fake note to the teacher.

"I see you're all listed... Hurry up and get where you're going." Ms. Fleming growled and walked off.

"This is an excellent signature.. Who are you?!" You suddenly snapped.

"Auh... Hazel Levesque! I crave a boon!" "What boon?" "Let me sit at your table at lunch. Just once, no talking necessary. If people think that you guys tolerate me, then they'll leave alone!" And then she started listing everything else she did. Seems like you could use her...