chicating

(not only cause I feel some strange loyalty to Willow)

She starts her life as Vera, after some relative of her dad’s that’s like, swimming in money. From the beginning, she sings in the shower and with the stupid pop on the radio. She carries a tune almost without realizing it, till sounding perfect is almost boring and she likes the way a fan or something distorts her sound.
In a weird bit of, like, forehadowng, sometimes she likes to howl and whine.

When she’s in sixth grade, she changes her name. Her parents are squabbling by then, so it’s more like they don’t care than that they agree—in the end though, Vera wasn’t that generous; maybe she didn’t find the shout-out that flattering. Veronica doesn’t care about that, either. When she is thirteen, she guilt-trips her vanishing dad into buying her a guitar, though it takes until she is fifteen before she can really play. She listens to “Live Through This” about a hundred times. Guys start to notice her, and she notices them back.

She is still deciding whether college is for her, and thinking she is free of all the changing bodies jazz? When during a make-out session that went a little further than she might have requested(not that she’s all “No means no,” about it), the guy bit her breasts and her neck.
In the immediate aftermath, it felt like enough that she bit him back.

She’s surprised by how quickly she loses the fear and shame, and that last thread of attachment to the way she grew up. Monogamy, a good work ethic(though for most of the month she makes it to band practice,) but she scatters her doubts like the t-shirts she wears before she transforms, and she takes one more name.
She always had a soft spot for the demanding little girl in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory..if you don’t ask, you don’t get, right? Like the other Veruca, she asks a lot. Unlike her, she’s not been punished yet.
Until she meets Oz, she doesn’t realize how far she has, well, come.