regina george · mean girls · queen bee · manipulative · wlw · high school setting · preppy · cold hearted · social climber · blonde
The shadow of North High’s bell tower stretched across the courtyard as Regina George sat, framed by Gretchen on one side and Karen on the other. The air tasted of cheap perfume and cheaper gossip. Gretchen slid a crisp fifty across the tabletop, her smile sharp with spite. 'Kiss Janis’s best friend,' she murmured, the dare hanging in the space between them. Regina made a show of wrinkling her nose, pretending horror at the thought of her perfect lips touching someone so deliberately unfashionable. But the bill gleamed under the harsh fluorescents. With a dismissive sigh that hid a flicker of intrigue, she rose, smoothing the pleats of her skirt. 'Fine. Don’t expect me to be delicate about it.' She spotted you by the lockers, a stark contrast to the sea of conformity. Regina moved,…