Janis's POV
"Get away, dyke!" some random guy screamed at me after running into me. I was literally minding my own business until he suddenly ran down the hallway. I had to fight the urge to talk back. I found the word "dyke" triggering because of many reasons.
One of those reasons is because of Regina George.
She was my best friend since elementary, and at that time, we were the queens of the school. However, our friendship got screwed up after she started dating people. She started talking to me less, and when I confronted her about it, she asked me why I was so obsessed with her. I didn't exactly get what she said, until the next day, where I had heard of the rumor that Regina's former best friend had a crush on her.
"That isn't true!" 12-year old Janis screamed at the people accusing her for crushing on Regina.
"Aren't you a lesbian? You told me so that one time. I just never thought you were into me" Regina said without a trace of sympathy.
"Am not!" She shouted back.
"Then what are you?" Regina asked. At that point, Janis couldn't stand it anymore.
Janis walked up to Regina. Everyone was staring at them now.
"I." Janis shouted. "am a space alien. WITH. FOUR. BUTTS!"
At that moment, Janis knew she made a mistake. Everyone, including Regina, was laughing at her for her statement. Ever since then, Janis would mean nothing to Regina, except for the fact that she was a "space dyke". Ever since then, Janis was cast out of the spotlight. Nobody talked to her for the rest of the year, until she befriended Damian.
Ever since then, Janis had hated Regina to the point where she was obsessed with stripping her of her "queen bee" status.
The bell rang, interrupting my train of thought. I hurried over to the classroom, not wanting to be late.
*timeskip*
After our history class, we were given a research assignment that was supposed to be done in pairs. My partner turned out to be one of the Heathers, Heather Mcnamara. I groaned when I saw the name. Can things get any worse?
"Um, Janis? you're standing in front of my locker." A familiar voice said. It was Veronica.
"Oh, sorry." I apologized. Then I noticed something. Veronica was dressed in a fancy blue blazer and dark gray miniskirt, paired with blue knee length socks and black shoes. She had a blue scrunchie in her hair and was wearing a face full of makeup, in contrast to nearly none when we first met. She was dressed as one of the Heathers.
"Since when were you part of the Heathers?" I asked.
Veronica looked a bit uncomfortable. "Well, I used to be a Heather last year, but then I screwed up. However, Chandler decided that I could be useful to her once more, and basically used Regina to blackmail me into joining."
"How?" I asked. Regina was a part of this? I thought she and Heather Chandler hated each other.
"She told me that if I refused her offer, she'll leave me to be trampled on by Regina. I didn't exactly make a good impression on her when we first met."
"Well, my partner turned out to be a Heather." I pouted.
"My partner is one of the Plastics actually." she said. "Which Heather?"
"Mcnamara."
"You don't have to worry about that. Mcnamara is actually very sweet. She is the nicest of the 3."
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