Heather TOH AU [1]

final chapter

"can we go home?" Boscha asked skara as soon as she saw her.x

"of course. what happened?" she asked as she grabbed Boscha's hand.

"i just want to go home" Boscha said.

"um.. okay" Skara said as they embarked on their silent walk.

once they got to Boscha's house they went straight to her room.  Boscha face-planted on her bed and let out a sigh of frustraition. 

"hey.  i think i know what can cheer you up" skara said as she pulled out her scroll.

#at the owl house#

"why did you want to leave?"  amity asked luz as they sat down on they floor of luz' room.

"i couldnt bear to look at boscha all heart-broken and know that it's my fault.  she was a great friend" luz said in a melencholy tone.  she looked to her lap for a few seconds then looked back up with a smile on her face.  all of a sudden she stood "straight" up walked over to her desk flaminco-style, grabbed her phone and turned on a song.

"may i have this dance, milady?" luz asked as she held her hand out.

"you maybe wanna dance?"  skara asked as she reached her hand out slowly.

"of course madam" amity said as she grabbed her girlfried's hand.

"sure" bocha said as she stood up and took skara's hand.

they swayed as the intro of the song played.

I still remember the third of December, me in your sweater
You said it looked better on me than it did you
Only if you knew how much I liked you
But I watch your eyes as she

Walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerised while I die

boscha spun skara and luz spun amity. 

Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
Wish I were Heather

Watch as she stands with her, holding your hand
Put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder
But how could I hate her, she's such an angel
But then again, kinda wish she were dead as she

Walks by
What a sight for sore eyes
Brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerised while I die

Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
I wish I were Heather
Oh, I wish I were Heather
Oh, oh, wish I were Heather

Why would you ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty
You gave her your sweater, it's just polyester
But you like her better
Wish I were-

they slowly swayed to a stop.  "ive got something to tell you" skara said.

"what is it?" bocha asked.

"i... i... i love you, boscha.  as more than a freind"  she said with what little courage she had.

//ooooooooooooooooooo.  book two? yes//