𝕿𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃D 𝕱𝐀𝐓𝐄| Regina George

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It had been a full week since the talent show and the definitive breakup between Regina and Stacy. In the aftermath, Cady had taken over as the de facto leader of the Plastics, and there was a noticeable shift in dynamics. Cady found herself drawn to Stacy, and her continuous flirtation with her was reciprocated, as Stacy saw it as an opportunity to move on from Regina.

Meanwhile, the internet buzzed with talk about Regina, but not in a positive light. She had become the subject of ridicule and mockery, with people discussing the embarrassing moment from the talent show. The online conversation painted Regina as a loser, a stark contrast to her once towering popularity.

On the other hand, Cady's star was on the rise. With her newfound position of influence within the Plastics and her growing popularity, she became the center of attention. The tables had turned, and Cady found herself in a position of power, leaving behind the days when she was a mere newcomer trying to navigate the complex social hierarchy of high school.

The cafeteria fell into a sudden silence as Regina made her way back toward the table she used to sit at. Stacy tried her best to avoid showing any interest or making eye contact, still nursing a broken heart.

"I'm sorry, Regina. You can't sit with us," Gretchen mustered the courage to speak, her voice trembling as she held her tray.

Regina stood there with her tray in her hands, wearing sweatpants that seemed to be the only thing that fit her now. Her sarcastic laugh and smile betrayed her irritation as she responded, "What? Those rules aren't real."

"They were real that day I wore a vest," Karen chimed in, her voice louder than necessary.

"Yeah, because that vest was disgusting!" Regina retorted, her frustration mounting.

"You cannot sit with us, Regina!" Stacy snapped, her words sharp and final, mirroring her own hurt.

Regina seemed momentarily taken aback, realizing the weight of the situation. "The sweatpants are all that fit me right now," she explained, her vulnerability seeping through her defenses.

"I'm sorry," Stacy shrugged, her expression a mix of sympathy and resolve. Gretchen turned to Cady, seeking her opinion.

"What do you think, Cady?" Gretchen asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty. Cady, with a smirk on her face, leaned back on the table, displaying a newfound confidence as she crossed one leg over the other.

"Sorry, Regina. Rules are rules," Cady responded, her smirk hinting at a mischievous satisfaction. The power dynamics had shifted, and Cady relished in her newfound authority.

Regina scoffed, a sense of resignation in her voice. "Fine." She turned around, only to realize that the entire cafeteria was now staring at her. Unfazed, she lashed out, "Take a picture, losers. It'll last longer." With that, she swiftly walked out of the cafeteria, leaving behind a room full of shocked onlookers, their phones capturing the moment.

As the events unfolded in the cafeteria, Stacy couldn't help but feel conflicted. On one hand, she believed that Regina deserved the consequences of her actions. However, deep down, she couldn't shake the lingering guilt and sadness that emerged from witnessing Regina's downfall.

Feeling overwhelmed, Stacy decided to excuse herself from the table. "Guys, I need the restroom," she announced, standing up and making her way towards the bathroom. The weight of the situation hung heavy on her shoulders, and she hoped that a moment alone would provide some clarity.

Stacy heard Cady calling out to her, but she chose to ignore it.

She opened the door to the bathroom gently and closed it so regina didn't hear it. Stacy's heart wrenched at the sound of Regina's sobs echoing from within the stall. It was a side of Regina she had never seen before—a vulnerable and broken side that stripped away the confident facade she had always presented to the world. Despite the pain Regina had caused her, Stacy couldn't help but feel a surge of empathy and compassion for the girl who was now unraveling.