Heather Chandler You were nothing before you met me. You were playing Barbies with Betty Finn. You were a Bluebird. You were a Brownie. You were a Girl Scout Cookie. Heather Chandler Transfer to Washington. Transfer to Jefferson. No one at Westerberg is going to let you play their reindeer games. Heather Chandler They all want me as a friend or a ****. I'm worshiped at Westerburg and I'm only a junior.