I Hat-ove you?: Regina George x Heather Chandler

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Requested by: FlerixGeorge  (Sorry it took so long)
Word Count: 1930
Warning: Language (bruh, this shouldn't be a surprise...it's Heathers AND Mean Girls in one.)
Premise: The two Queen Bees meet?
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Legs crossed, arms folded, icy stare forward. Regina George not only ran North Shore High, but seemed to do it just as expertly anywhere she went. As she sat waiting for her "friends" to return with the food she requested at the food court, Regina silently judged the passer by's on outfits, hair styles, makeup...you name it.

It's basically a game at this point. Pick someone out of the crowd and come up with a story about them. A man wielding a bag decorated with the logo of Hot Topic passed her by. He was a middle aged man, definitely over 40, balding on top. It took Regina only seconds to create his story in her mind. He's someone's sugar daddy. He just bought a anime cat girl outfit from Hot Topic and is headed home to "put on a show" for his girl. When in reality, it could just be his son or daughter's birthday and they love anime and he picked up their gift. But...that story didn't have enough zing....or life ruining information in it to satisfy Regina.

When she isn't feeling up to creating fake stories in her mind, she just rolls her eyes at people's questionable decisions. Some women wore to much eyeshadow, some guys should never wear tight clothes, and some people should never leave their houses until they've taken showers, used deodorant or actually brush their hair. While Regina's mental list of awful choices made by other people stocked up, that's when she spotted a group of three girls just leaving Victoria's Secret.

Regina almost physically gagged at the sight of the leaders all red outfit. What is this...the 80s? However, other then her blatant crime against fashion, she was actually really beautiful. Her blonde hair seemed perfectly styled, makeup not terrible, and her pose was strikingly powerful.

Regina had been incredibly busy sizing her up, that she didn't notice the group had taken notice of her staring. The one dressed in the god awful green outfit tapped the leader. Her eyes narrowed back at Regina with a very familiar glare she herself used. Then, without missing a beat, started her strut over to the Plastic.

"Like what you see?" Heather Chandler smirked as if meant to be offensive.

"Hm...maybe I would if it wasn't for that damn awful outfit." Regina shot back returning the powerfully strong narrow glare.

Chandler repositioned her stance a little. She clearly wasn't expecting to meet someone as forward as herself. Despite this, her glance never wavered.

"Says the one who looked like they raided a doll house's wardrobe. This might have been cute when you were a child...but now it might be time you grew up and started wearing big girl clothes."

Regina's smirk grew bigger. She didn't need to look down at her all pink outfit to get the reference. Even though they had shared nothing but insults back and forth, Regina couldn't help but enjoy finding someone who could keep up with her.

"Maybe it's time YOU stepped out of the 80s. It's 2020. Those shoulder pads are making people sad."

A tiny gasp escaped Heather Mac. No one ever spoke to Chandler this way. No one had the balls too.

"Heather, you can't let her talk to you like—" Heather Duke said easing into Chandler's ear.

"Shut up, Heather!"

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