They say that high school is one of the most memorable times of one's life. But mine wasn't only memorable, it was out of the box. Yes, popular mean girls exist in every school, but these girls... they were something else.

They weren't only mean... they were very mean.

Their idea of fun was to give a no-name like me a new identity. To be one of them-strutting my stuff in the hallways in skintight tube tops and checkered skirts-only to be used as the pawn for their queen bee's petty revenge.