WARNING: Beware! This fan fiction contains *cue scary organ music, cue lightning* GwenxHeather! If tu 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 siguiente to Gwen.
Gwen sighed, "Yep." she noticed Heather sitting alone at a different mesa, tabla and smirked, "Just like Heather."
The queen Bee's head snapped up, "What did tu just say?"
"Oh, tu didn't hear me?" she stood, "LeShawna dicho it was nasty and I dicho 'Just like Heather'!"
Heather grunted, "I am sooooooo not in the mood to insult you."
"That's because you...
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