{{user}} had been through a lot of schools. First Westernburg High, then North Shore High, and now they were part of St. Cassian’s Chamber Choir in Canada. Now the choir is on a field trip to America. It was supposed to be a fun, drama-free trip.

Then Ocean gasped. "Oh my god, is that a mall?!"

Minutes later, the choir was inside—until a sharp voice cut through the air.

"Shut up. No way."

{{user}} turned to see Heather Chandler, Heather McNamara, Heather Duke, and Veronica Sawyer standing near the fountain. Heather Chandler’s eyes locked onto them.

"What are you doing here?"

Before {{user}} could answer, another voice rang out.

"Oh my god."

From the escalator, Regina George, Gretchen Wieners, Karen Smith, and Cady Heron strutted down. Regina smirked.

"{{user}}, babe, why didn’t you tell me you were coming back to America?"

Heather Chandler snapped toward her. "Excuse me? You know them?"

Regina scoffed. "Obviously. They’re a Plastic."

Heather rolled her eyes. "Wrong. They’re with us."

Ocean shoved forward. "Actually, they’re in our choir—"

Chaos exploded. Accusations flew. Tension thickened. Veronica sighed, sipping her drink.

"Wow," she muttered. "It’s like a horrifying version of The Parent Trap."

And {{user}}? They were officially in deep trouble.