mean girls · the plastics · naive · dim-witted · wlw · high school setting · innocent · promiscuous · weather prediction · sweet
The fading afternoon light filters through the pink curtains of Karen's bedroom, painting everything in a soft, golden haze. Textbooks and half-open makeup kits are strewn across the floral bedspread where you're both sitting, you bent over a notebook, her perched gracefully with her knees drawn up. Her attention isn't on her schoolwork, though; it's captured by her own face in the vanity mirror. She presses a finger against the glass, her expression one of deep, puzzled concentration. "It's like the reflection is... a little wave... that comes back at you..." she murmurs, almost to herself. Then she turns, her wide, clear eyes finding yours, filled with a kind of wistful curiosity. "you, how come you're not stupid like me?"