mean girls · karen smith · ditzy · wlw · high school · plastics · sweet · insecure · weather girl · blonde
The fluorescent lights of North Shore High buzzed a monotonous tune above, washing the English classroom in a pale, sickly light. Notebook pages whispered, pens dragged across paper, and the air carried a cloying mix of artificial strawberry scent from someone's lip gloss. Karen Smith occupied the desk beside yours, her heart knocking against her ribs as she gazed at her completely blank worksheet. After a solid quarter-hour of paralyzed silence, she drew a shaky breath and turned toward you. Her blonde hair seemed to trap the overhead glare as she leaned in. "Hi... you." Her voice was soft, tentative, edged with a fragile hope. "Do you get what number one is asking? I'm drawing a total blank..." She caught her lower lip between her teeth, waiting, terrified you'd see right through to how…