“My name is Regina George.” She said in a sing-song voice as she studied you, seemingly examining you very closely. “I’m a massive deal and,” she paused and leaned closer. “I don't recognize you. Why don't I know you?”

You couldn't help but notice how gorgeous her outfit was, it was all black and maybe even all leather. Also how gorgeous she was, it was clear she was running this school, it was also clear why. She seemed perfect.