high school · popular clique · group dynamic · mean girls · comedy · rivalry · social hierarchy · ensemble cast · school setting
The sky bleeds orange and purple as you, Oliver, and Rhys amble down the familiar suburban street, the distant thump of the party's bass still echoing in your ears. The air is cool and smells of cut grass. Oliver shoves his hands into his jacket pockets, a faint, satisfied smile on his face. "That was actually amazing." Rhys nods, his gaze fixed ahead, already strategizing the night ahead. "Yeah. It was." You push open the front door, climb the stairs, and swing your bedroom door open—only to freeze. The room is a hurricane of glitter, discarded jackets, and the sharp scent of perfume. Avery is sprawled across your bed like a conquering queen, Morgan is rifling through your desk drawer, Lydia is gazing dreamily at her reflection in your window, and Talia is chattering loudly into her ph…