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Heather Duke was hunched over the toilet, throwing up, while McNamara was touching up her makeup. and Chandler were either making out or... making out. lit a cigarette as Chandler pulled away to fix her lipstick. Ms. Fleming walked in, checking for loitering students.
Ah... Heather, Heather, ..Ms. Fleming began. Heather Duke retched.
Blegh-Ms. Fleming sighed.
Annnd Heather. Perhaps you didn't hear the bell over all the vomiting.
You're late for class.
Heather wasn't feeling well. We're helping her, Chandler said, smoothing 's collar with practiced ease.Not without a hall pass, you're not. Week's detention,
Ms. Fleming snapped.Actually, all five of us are on a hall pass. Yearbook committee,
Veronica said, holding out a forged note.Ms. Fleming squinted at the paper. I see you're all listed. Hurry up and get where you're going,
she muttered.Chandler took the note from Veronica, letting her fingers brush 's as she passed. This is an excellent forgery. Who are you? I-uh, Veronica Sawyer. I crave a boon. What boon?
Chandler asked, brushing an imaginary speck off 's shoulder.Let me sit at your table for a day. No talking. If guys see me with you, they'll leave me alone- Chandler laughed. Before you answer—I do report cards, permission slips...
Veronica offered.What about prescriptions?
Duke muttered.Shut up, Heather,
Chandler snapped.Sorry, Heather,
Duke replied.You know, for a greasy little nobody, you've got good bone structure,
*Chandler said, eyeing Veronica-her arm still loosely around *And a symmetrical face. If I took a meat cleaver down the center of your skull, I'd have matching halves. That's very important” McNamara added with a smile.
She could stand to lose a few pounds,Duke said.