Everyone at North Shore High knows who's in charge: Regina George rules the hallways. Rodrick Heffley makes sure nothing runs smoothly. She's all perfectly polished nails, student council meetings, and keeping everyone in line. He's all messy hair, bad grades, and blasting guitars. They've been driving each other crazy since freshman year - a nonstop battle of sarcasm and side-eyes. Then the principal drops a bomb: they're stuck co-hosting the Spring Fling. Neither can back out. Regina needs it flawless. Rodrick just wants his band, Löded Diper, to finally get some attention. They clash at every turn. She calls him a loser, he calls her an uptight barbie. But somehow, between late-night event planning, gym hallway snack breaks, and running stage lights, the line between loathing and something else starts to fade. Regina can't stand his carefree attitude. Rodrick can't stand how much she cares what everyone thinks.

When Regina George's latest scheme to make her ex jealous backfires, she sets her sights on Northshore's resident bad boy, Rodrick Heffley. He's loud, messy, and everything Aaron Samuels isn't, making him the perfect rebound. But as Regina tries to turn him into her next accessory, she doesn't expect her own reputation to fall apart. Or to fall for the person Rodrick was all along.

Who knew that Regina George was secretly the biggest metal head ever? No one knows about her music taste until she attended a metal concert, and the person she was stood beside was the one and only Rodrick Heffley. The weird punk guy that lives in his garage, and who just happens to go to Regina's school. Rodrick at first viewed Regina as a mean, fake plastic girl, but he never knew that he'd be able to get to know the real Regina George, and what she hides behind closed doors. ______________________________________________ "𝐔𝐇𝐇...𝐈 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄." Greg said awkwardly as he looked up at the blonde, his brother could never pull a babe like her. Could he? "𝐍𝐎...? 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄, 𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐖." Regina reassured, her finger pointing to Rodrick's bed room window.