Heathers Mga Nobela at Kwento

Rowena “Well, well. Looks like your fifteen minutes of fame is finally coming to an end.” Heather’s shrill voice sounded even more grating on my ears than normal. I turned, still holding the cool metal of the water bottle to my neck, to see her standing behind me. She was dressed in her cheerleading uniform as usual, her blonde hair pulled up into a high ponytail. From where she stood over me, she looked almost giant. “What do you want, Heather?” I asked, not caring to hide the disdain in my voice for once. “If you’re here for another confrontation, I’m not interested. I just want to be left alone.”

My mom knelt beside me crying. The next thing I heard was a gun shot and it hit my mom, all the blood drained from my body.My mom told me to run and she gave me a necklace which had a key as it's pendant. But I failed my mom I couldn't run fast,that's how i ended here.Everybody has their own story to tell . I push Kate's body off mine,she is a bad sleeper . "Is it morning already."she says rubbing her eyes. "Yes miss sleepy heads ,am going to take a shower now before the bathroom get crowded."I told her and left the room

I say, seeing which papers that idiot was looking at. "I'm not a peeper". Speaks sitting in the chair facing my desk. "I just don't understand why you feel so much hatred for him". "Don't you understand?" I ask louder, not believing what I had just heard. "You are the daughter and heiress of businessmen, fairy tales don't exist for any of us". She answers seriously. "You should be happy because he's young, he's hot, and you have an overwhelming chemistry. I'm still recovering from what I saw". She says, shaking herself with a smile.

she stated angrily and walked out of the room. Heather walked with long strides through the long corridor. Getting the hospital rooftop, the gentle breeze cooled off, "It hightime I plan how to deal with that asshole loser"

Heather reply with a sneer and get up, leaving her plate of cereal. “Idiot, Sickle cell isn’t contagious” Hope fires at her. Heather turn her head, not stopping. “Who knows? With you it might be” she mocks and walk downstair to get out of the house before it’s too late. In ten minutes, she is back downstairs, dress in a tight jean and light blue dress that matches her eyes. Her chestnut brown hair with highlights is packed in a high wavy bun, it slaps behind her back as she moves.

After a pause, she continued, “By the way, do you think you can replace me after attending a few boring dinners and talking to a few useless people? Hannah Riggs, you’re way too naive! Do you think that’s all I can do? If that’s true, I couldn’t have gotten to where I am today, and the Riggs family would not have the wealth we possess today!” “Then you…” Hannah widened her eyes, obviously convinced by Heather’s words by now. There was just one thing she did not understand. ‘She wasn’t in good health recently, and it didn’t look like she was acting at all.’ “Do you like the show I put up for you?” Heather took a deep breath and pressed one hand on the bed’s frame. When she tightened her grip,

Heather had always been dissatisfied with Hailey, as Cassidy had convinced her that Hailey was a pretentious person. Seeing Hailey gain so much attention among their peers only fueled Heather's anger and annoyance. When she noticed Hailey and Tara approaching, she bypassed Cassidy, who was beside her, knowing that Cassidy would try to stop her, and walked straight up to Hailey to confront her. Hailey paused slightly upon seeing her, as she didn't recognize Heather, but she could tell from the expression on her face that she wasn't approaching for a friendly chat.

Heather finally surrendered with her both hands. Kiara glanced at Heather's outfit with a raised eyebrow. Heather was dressed in a form fitted black that hugged her slender figure in all the right places and because of how tall she was, the dress seemed very short on her and to top it all up, she was wearing high heels and her fiery red hair was let down colliding with her fiery red lips and full face of makeup. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you were dressing to impress someone, Heather." Kiara chucked and said.

Catherine and Lyra don’t get on where Chester got that statement from as Brittany and her friends doesn’t look like guys, especially, that their figure is in an almost perfect shape. “Sorry what?” One of Brittany’s friend seemed like she was insulted by Chester’s another mischievous joke. “I mean I could see you from afar as if you’re flirting to whom? Catherine?” For Catherine getting close to Lyra is getting to know Chester for a bit because aside from Chester driving Lyra to wherever she need to go; they have this sister and brother thing so sometimes she gets to talk to Chester. The reason why Catherine is somehow immune to Chester’s randomness. “So befriending someone is flirting now ev

No emotion can be read in his face, but he cannot hide the tear that slipped away from his eyes. Queen Helia, and her husband King Aiden sobbed silently. Looking at their daughter's resting face. Neo clenched his fist as he was trying hard not to cry. "The Heatherians' queen, our queen, has fallen. Let's all salute for her bravery and heroism. Rest in Peace our Queen." Ms. Anthea said before putting her right palm on the top of her head, then on her left chest. The others also did the same, before bowing.