Disclaimer: I do not own Mean Girls.
By Silver Sailor Ganymede
You know, being a 'plastic' means that you're popular, that everybody knows who you are and what you do; it's, like, so fetch. It's like you're a celebrity and everyone looks up to you for an example on how to do things.
I always thought that I was popular. But then, in my junior year, we had this, like, attitude improving class thing. And we all had to write out apologies to people. I said that I was sorry people were jealous of me, and that I couldn't help it that I was popular. And I was, like, so shocked when only Karen caught me when I fell. I put trust in them, and everyone apart from Karen just let me fall; even Regina didn't think to help me.
Most people just found that funny, but I was really hurt when it happened. Okay, I wasn't physically hurt, but it upset me so much. It hurt me as much as Janice's comments hurt Regina, if not more.
You see… I was popular, or rather I, like, thought that I was. I thought that I was well liked, and then I found out that every girl in our grade hated me; everyone except for Karen; no matter how many times I'd told her she was stupid, she still liked me.
So you know what I learned. It's good to be popular, to be well known, but it is so much better to have loads of friends and be well liked.
But I never will be what I want to be… I want to be friends with loads of people but I'm so used to being told what to do that I have to join into a certain clique or other. And so I'll have to remain what I already am, pretty much friendless, and yet still 'popular'.