My Life Told Through Three More GIFs! (Also, A Fun Fact: Each Of The Characters Shown Is The Character

My life told through three more GIFs! (Also, a fun fact: each of the characters shown is the character I’m most similar to in that particular show/movie/game)

Issues, Part 1

"Don't forget, Heather's on a diet, so she can't have any of that crap," says my older sister as I stand outside her Porsche, in front of the 7-11. "And remember, be at school at 8:13 on the dot. That way, the four of us can make our entrance together. After today, nobody will bother you ever again," she finishes fiercely. She may be tough, but she does love me in her own way... I guess. "So go get my corn nuts!" she yells, and then I watch as she rolls up her window and drives away.

I scowl before going inside the convenience store. I shouldn't be surprised; my sister always acts like that around her friends. I'm honestly surprised that Westerburg High is still under the Heathers' control- they seem to be absolute dictators! But I guess that they provide the order that the school needs.

The 7-11 is empty. I guess that my older sister is the only person crazy enough to want corn nuts at 7:56 in the morning. What a surprise! I roam the aisles, searching for the BBQ flavored ones, when I see the Slurpee machine. I smile as a thought greets me. "Screw this," I say. "I'm getting a Slurpee."

Abandoning my search for the moment, I grab a medium sized cup and place it on the machine. Selecting the Coca-Cola flavor, I fill the cup to the top, and inhale the freezing drink in one go, giving myself a well-recieved brain freeze. Not even waiting to recover, I refill my cup.

"A little early in the morning to be dash-refilling, don't you think?"

At this, I turn slowly to see who'd said that. He's tall, a senior maybe, with chocolate brown hair, and dressed in black jeans, black combat boots, a charcoal grey t-shirt, and a long black trench coat. "Excuse me?" I say incredulously. "It is never too early to be dash-refilling."

He grins. "Hear, hear. In any case, I'm not one to judge, seeing as I was just about to do the same thing."

"Really?" I ask, arching an eyebrow.

"Really," he says. "So, what are you doing here this early in the morning?"

I roll my eyes. "My older sister wanted corn nuts before school, so she felt the need to send me to get them. I got bored, so I grabbed a Slurpee. And you?"

"Same."

"Really?" I ask, my mouth twitching up into a slight smirk. "Your slightly psychotic older sister sent you like an errand boy into the 7-11 at 7:56 in the morning to fulfill her mysterious desire for BBQ corn nuts?"

His mouth quirks. "No," he says slowly. "I meant the part about being bored and grabbing a Slurpee."

"You know, that makes more sense."

"I know it does," he laughs, and I snort. "So, as much as I'm enjoying this conversation, there is something I'd like to know. Who are you?"

"I could ask you the same question," I retort.

"I'm Jason Dean, JD for short."

"JD. Huh. Fancy... I guess. I'm Isabella," I say. "Isabella Chandler."

"A pleasure to meet you, Miss Chandler."

"Likewise, Mister Dean," and the two of us burst into peals of laughter. I've only known this guy for a few minutes, but I already like him more than Heather's friends.

Happy Holidays, everyone! Also in case you’re wondering: the pink-clad girl in the final picture is one of my best friends and, for the sake of anonymity, will be hereby referred to as Little Miss Mouse.

And to everyone out there who, like me, is celebrating Christmas tomorrow (or today, depending on where you live), Merry Christmas!

The Heathers

*Based on a piece by Ziksua: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ca8624d6Ubc

Two posts in one day- what is happening?! I guess this is what happens when you are locked in your room for five hours while the kitchen’s being remodeled...

And she is posted! Goddess, she took so long. However, I think it paid off. So yeah, my redraw of a page from the Sailor Moon manga!