WARNING: Beware! This fã fiction contains *cue scary organ music, cue lightning* GwenxHeather! If you don't like it, don't read it. Flames will be laughed at.
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"Damn, this comida is nasty." LeShawna complained sat down seguinte to Gwen.
Gwen sighed, "Yep." she noticed Heather sitting alone at a different mesa, tabela and smirked, "Just like Heather."
The queen Bee's head snapped up, "What did you just say?"
"Oh, you didn't hear me?" she stood, "LeShawna said it was nasty and I said 'Just like Heather'!"
Heather grunted, "I am sooooooo not in the mood to insult you."
"That's because you...
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