NOCTURNA2299  sorry if this sucks....

Veronica's POV

What a sneaky b**ch. A cute b**ch, but sneaky.

I was touching the spot where Heather had just fricking kissed me. Kissed me. I don't know if that was smooth or what. JD wasn't even that smooth, you know, when he wasn't killing people and then killing himself some time after. I shuddered, knowing that would haunt me for a long time. I removed the fingers from my cheek and stared at my hand. My cheeks were warm and my heart would not shut up. "Aw, look, Veronica is blushing!" I whipped around and stared at the voice's owner, frowning.

"Shut up Heather," I muttered. Chandler blinked before narrowing her green gaze.

"That's my line," she commented. I flipped the ghost off. She stepped back and re-joined Ram and Kurt who were waltzing for... some... reason. Ram was clearly getting annoyed.

"Ow, th-that's my toe! Kurt! Kurt!" He yelled. Kurt paused and blinked, clearly not registering for a moment.

"Why are we waltzing again?" He asked. Ram blinked and blushed slightly, well, as much as a ghost could.

"We're teasing Veronica," he answered. "On how she's denying her own feelings." I blushed and sent them a glare. Kurt blinked and he also blushed.

"Then why exactly are we waltzing? We can just tease her verbally. But you have us, two friends, waltzing..." Kurt trailed off, an awkward expression on his face. I actually found myself smiling at the ghosts. Ram immediately removed himself from the waltz position, looking awkward.

"Uh, no homo, bro," he murmured. Kurt nodded.

"Yeah, no homo."

Chandler and I met eyes, briefly. I sighed. "So, fine. I have a crush... on McNamara," I said. "You three happy now?" Chandler answered for the group as Ram and Kurt were looking awkwardly at each other.

"Yes, took you long enough," she muttered. "Though, if it weren't for me, you two would've never met." I merely rolled my eyes. "Hey, at least you can talk to other people and are not left with these idiots." Was Chandler annoyed?

"So, Kram are idiots?"

"Individually, yes." She sighed. I thought I saw the ghosts of Ram and Kurt flush with embarrassment. "Aren't you late?" Chandler said. Realization dawned on me.

"F**k!" I shouted and raced off, dragging the ghosts behind me. Well, not physically dragging them. Chandler giggled at something, almost like she could hear what I was thinking. I raced into the classroom and nearly knocked into someone. "Oh my god! Martha, I'm so sorry." She gazed at me and then smiled.

"It's fine," she said. We went to our seat. "Where were you, anyways?" My pulse increased in speed, and my cheeks flushed.

"I was walking here and then got distracted," I said. The ghosts had settled beside me, Chandler did not look happy and she was looking at the other ghosts. Martha gazed at me.

"You're blushing... what kind of distraction was it?" Ram and Kurt seemed to have gotten over the awkwardness of the whole waltz-to-tease-me-but-realized-they-can-just-tease-me-verbally situation, as they were talking again, though I couldn't hear their conversation.

"Heather McNamara. She distracted me." Martha blinked at me.

"Well, I'm happy for you, and I support you," she said, suddenly. I blinked at her.

"Come again?"

"You're dating...right?" My blush darkened.

"We're not-...dating," I said. "Just friends." Martha gave me a look.

"You said you were distracted-"

"SHE KISSED ME ON MY CHEEK, HNNNG!" I buried my face in my hands hoping to hide the blush. I silently cursed myself for the sound I had just made. What even was that sound? 'Hnnng', the f**k is that?

"Oh... OH." Martha looked at me and patted my shoulder. "Ronnie, it's alright! I know she's wanted to do that for a while now, and now it happened..." while Martha was pausing, I looked up from my hands. What the frick did she just say? McNamara has wanted to kiss me? Um, uh.... If she has, why not on the lips? Did she think that was too much of a giveaway? My lips on hers... too much? Our lips.... touching... NO! I CAN'T THINK THAT! BUT MCNAMARA IS SO F**KING CUTE, HNNNNNNNNG! I WANT TO KISS HER!

WHY THE F**K AM I LIKE THIS?!

"Ronnie, you good?" Martha asked.

"YeP iM fInE!" My voice was cracking. "nOtHiNg To WoRrY aBoUt!" Martha blinked, and looked scared.

"Ronnie, I think you need to tell her," she said. I blinked.

"Okay, after class."

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"Hey? Heather?" I asked. Heather blinked and turned slightly pink. "I wanted to uh, thank you for that trick you pulled on me earlier and to also pay you back."

"You don't really need to, it was a spur of the m-" Her gaze widened as I cut her off, kissing her. She blinked as I put my arms around her neck. We eventually broke apart.

"Taste of your own medicine~," I commented. Heather had gone bright pink.