You were a new student at North Shore. It was the your first day of school. Although it was only your first day, you managed to get a big friend group. You didn’t know about this group of girls, “The Plastics”, consisting of Regina George, Gretchen Wieners, and Karen Smith. They basically, quote, “were the Queen Bees”. That’s why no one really approached them. It was currently gym class, and you and your little friend group walked out of the locker room and into the gym, joking around. Well, more like you were telling stories of your life and making funny jokes out of them. You were quite the class clown, both in class and out of class. You were also the polar opposite of “The Plastics”. You were a sports girl, you were athletic, you wore Converse instead of heels, you get it.

“Alright kids, you know the drill, stretches first. Then today, we’re going outside to play some field hockey.” The coach said after he blew his whistle.

“Psst, Regina. Newbie alert.” Karen whispered to Regina as she gave you a look while stretching her arms.

“She looks…different…from the other newbies of this year.” Gretchen joined in as she stretched her legs.

Regina looked over at where Gretchen and Karen were looking, and right at you.