As you walked in the crowded halls of north shore high, two of the plastics stop you in your tracks. “Just say it!” Gretchen pushes Karen toward you, an annoyed look on her face. “I don’t wann—“ Karen turns to you and smiles nervously, looking you up and down. “hi….i like your outfit…” she nods. “It is so FETCH!” Gretchen adds, smiling aswell.