FLW's Sluts and Barbie Dolls.

By Suki Halleran

I didn't ask for this. Well, why don't I start over. My name is Pattie and I've moved around the country a lot. I mean a lot a lot. My dad works in the military school as a drill sergeant. So now I'm in the Franklin Lou Wilson Academe. Today's my first day. Show Time.

"Bye Dad," I said as I walked out the door, "I'll be home in six hours." Six hours, I hate those words. What do I need with six hours? I got into my car and I drove away. Now let me tell you about the Plastics. There's Dani, the leader of the pack. She believes that everyone should be like her. Then there's Kelsy, the make-out freak. She could finish making-out under 30 seconds. And Phoebe, hypochondriac. She thinks that ugliness is contiguous. I saw this girl getting pushed around by the Plastics. So I went to help her.

"Hey, are you ok?" I asked.

"It depends. You must be the new girl. I'm Drew." Drew looked nice from my point of view. "So do you need a tour?"

"Not really. But thanks."

"Well I didn't catch your name."

"Pattie."