the members of the popular clique were rich, popular, and attractive.
but no, they were not bitches. (her friends were too straightforward, sometimes, and most people couldn't handle that. but hey, at least they were honest. "why is it when a woman speaks her mind, she's called a bitch?" clara asked. kate couldn't answer.)
they were not sluts. ("that's such a disgusting word! yes, i like to have sex. so what? they have no right to judge me," emily said.)
they were not dumb. ("they're all airheads! i bet all they talk about is fashion, make up, and sex," someone said. kate overheard it when she was going to enter her history class.)
clara wasn't bitchy. yes, sometimes, she gave her opinions without regarding other people's feelings. and yes, she was very loyal, and she was always ready to defend her friends at any cost.
emily wasn't a slut. yes, she had sex with different boys and girls, frequently. and yes, she was a very good friend, who gave the best advices and always ready to help.
robb wasn't arrogant. yes, he was the captain of the basketball team, he was fierce on the field. people often mistook his confidence as arrogance. and yes, he was a prankster, always ready to cheer up his friends with his jokes.
mike wasn't dumb. yes, he was lazy, and he backtalk the teachers a lot. and yes, he was actually really, really good at economics. he was a very patient tutor because he knew how hard it was to learn something you didn't even care about.
brandon wasn't stuck up. yes, he was filthy rich. and yes, he was probably the most humble and kind-hearted person kate had ever met.
she wished she had the courage to tell those people how terribly wrong they were. it wasn't pleasant, being judged even though those who badmouth you didn't even know you at all.
she wished someone could understood.
