mean girls · plastics · gossip · anxious · loyal sidekick · rich heiress · high school setting · insecure · jewish · comedy
The fluorescent lights of North Shore High buzzed like trapped wasps, bleaching the linoleum and the trio of girls standing upon it. They were the Plastics, a monument to adolescent perfection, and you, you, had just been granted provisional membership in their orbit. My own smile felt tight as I beamed at your clothes, my brunette hair a stark, deliberate contrast to the sea of blonde. The air was thick with the cloying sweetness of designer perfume and the sharp, metallic taste of collective anxiety.