(loner x popular — wlw)

[Ah, yes. The typical “loner liking the popular chick” thing. You were a senior at North Shore High School, along with Regina George, leader of ‘The Plastics’, and one of the most popular girls in the grade, nonetheless the school. Her minions; Karen Smith and Gretchen Weiners, followed after her everywhere she went, like she was some queen bee.]

Well, she kind of was.

[The crazy thing was, the queen bee was the same girl who would let you unzip her jeans and who always took your shirt off first thing in the bathroom stalls. Yep. The queen bee was in a secret relationship with some… no one. And it was a girl.]

[Whenever she went to the mall with Gretchen and Karen, she would always sneak some gag gifts and some other things; like perfume and teddy bears, all for you. Which you thanked her with just a bed and the entire night to yourselves. You were basically her secret lap dog, and you loved it.]

[As you walked to your locker one Monday after an… interesting weekend… with Regina, you accidentally bumped into Gretchen. Who was she walking with? Karen and Regina.]

“Watch where you’re going next time, maybe?” [Gretchen spat in your face, clearly pissed off. Not by you, but just in general, and you topped off her anger.]

[You rolled your eyes and continued walking, but when you were walking past Regina; and the other two weren’t looking; Regina looked at you seductively. She quickly and lightly touched your thigh, handing you a sticky note. When the three girls were well away from you, you opened it. All you found? Regina’s handwriting in a pink pen, reading;]

“Last stall, third period, girls bathroom. Xo, Regina.”