Mean Girls by Micol Ostow

Author:Micol Ostow [Ostow, Micol]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781338087574
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2017-07-14T23:00:00+00:00

CADY

The weird thing about hanging out with Regina was that I could hate her, and at the same time, I still wanted her to like me. I didn’t understand how those two feelings could be inside me at the same time, but they were. And they were strong; I was powerless to stop them.

A few days after I first gave her the Kalteen bars, Regina decided she wanted to give me a makeover. She took me and the other Plastics back to her house after school. And even if I hadn’t been doing sabotage duty, I probably would have agreed to it.

It was like being Regina’s own personal human-size Barbie doll: She shoved me down on a stool in front of her full-length mirror, pulled my hair out of its ponytail, and immediately began running her fingers through it, fanning it out over my shoulders. Somehow Regina’s touch transformed what all my life I’d always thought of as just “hair” into a flowing, princess-like mane. When Regina thought I was gorgeous, I felt gorgeous. It was sick, maybe—but it was still true. I was slowly starting to understand how those girls could spend so much time staring at themselves in the mirror.

“You have really good eyebrows,” Regina said, scrutinizing my face. I got a whiff of her breath—cinnamon sugarless gum, with just a hint of Kalteen underneath—on my face.

“I do?” I asked, smiling at my reflection. All this time I’d been thinking of my eyebrows as just, you know, there on my face, on top of my eyes. I never thought about them as good or bad. It was kind of flattering to know Regina approved of them.

Gretchen moved toward me, reaching to do something to my hair. With all her manic energy, she smacked into Regina, who glared at her and deliberately bumped back against her. “Move,” Regina said.

Gretchen withered slightly and stepped a respectful distance back before she took a deep breath and started fiddling with my hair again. She pretended Regina hadn’t just totally wounded her.

Because it was the same with Gretchen: The meaner Regina was to her, the more Gretchen tried to win Regina back. She knew it was better to be in the Plastics and hating life, than not to be in it at all.

Regina did me completely up: eye shadow, lip gloss, more hair product than I’d ever had in my hair, cumulatively, in my entire life. She showed me how to do it all myself, including giving me a little brush that looked like a toothbrush that it turned out you used on your eyebrows, because I guess, all this time I was supposed to be brushing my eyebrows? She picked out my outfit for school the next day: a super-short pleated miniskirt, heels, and the softest baby-blue cashmere zip-up hoodie I’d ever laid my hands on over a tight white tank top straight from Regina’s closet. She even found me a rhinestone C necklace to wear that matched the R she always had around her neck.

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