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