This was fun to write. Just a short, simple, oneshot break from Wreck.
Don't own the song. Otherwise I'd be really awesome, like the song.
Mean Girls -- Sugarland
(Ready, okay)
Emily and Gabriella parted a crowd of cheerleaders, walking through them as quickly as possible. Cheer skanks. Ew.
Mean girls
Well, I ain't a mean girl
But I've known a few
They'll make you cry, baby
And then blame it on you
Emily watched in horror as Ami, head chearleader, surrounded a poor nerdy girl and threw insults at her until her face was streaming with tears.
"AMI!" Emily ran up to her, seriously trying not to punch the fake nose off of her.
"What? She brought it upon herself. Not my fault," Ami said nonchalantly and headed off to class.
They'll hate you if you're pretty
"Montez," Ami looked Gabriella up and down. Her glare wasn't exaclty concealed.
They'll hate you if you're not
"Look, little miss bookworm four eyes, whatever. Get out of my way."
They'll hate you for what you lack, baby
Ami snapped the strap of Natalie's bra. "Why do you even bother? Band-aids would do just as well."
Then they'll hate you for what you've got
"Shut up, Bolton. You think you run the school because of your last name," Ami snapped.
"No, I'm trying to rid the school of tightwads like you!" Emily retorted.
Mean girls, scratch and spitting
Mean girls, can't be forgiven
Mean girls, make mean women
Mean girls
"Seriously, do they think people actually like them?" Gabriella said quietly at the lunch table.
"Yeah. They're conceited and see the world in 'Everyone-loves-me' vision," Emily replied disgustedly.
"Such a shame the world's come to..." Natalie took a bite from her sandwhich as she shook her head.
Starts on the playground pulling your hair
Then in high school, gets worse from there
You'll see em coming, they travel in packs
Smile to your face, baby, stabbing your back
If they ain't out a-prowling, creeping down the hall
You'll find em by the lockers, baby
Sharpening their claws
"Hello, Ami."
"If you think talking is going to make you more popular, you can just stop," she replied, still filing away at her nails.
"Well, if you think filing those nails will make you more liked, you might as well file them off..."
"Oh, please. Just shut up, Bolton. No one cares about you."
"Oh, thank God. Because I'd hate to end up like you."
Mean girls, start em young
Mean girls, forked tongue
Mean girls, see em and run
Mean girls
Mean girls
Sugar and spice and everything nice
Thinks she hot but she's cold as ice
"Troy, are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure Gabriella's my girlfriend, Ami."
"But that just can't be right!"
First comes love then comes marriage
Then comes her Mama with another little wannabe
"Oh, great. Look who showed up," Emily grumbled.
"Who is that?" Gabriella looked at the little blond girl walking next to Ami.
"Ami: The Sequel," Natalie said.
Mean girls, full of hate
Mean girls, just can't wait
Mean girls, take your date
"Em, look, I'm really sorry. But her boyfriend moved, and she doesn't have a date to the dance."
"So you're blowing me off to help some cheer skank? Where am I going to get a date?" Emily replied to an apologetic Connor Livingston.
"There's always Chad..."
"Oh, yeah. Take my brother's best friend. That won't look desperate at all." Emily rolled her eyes.
Mean girls, make stuff up
Mean girls, just bad luck
Mean girls, stink
"So, did you hear the rumor that Emily's pregnant with Alex's baby?" Ami walked up to Chad.
"And I'm sure you just tried to stop that little rumor from spreading, didn't you, Ami?" Chad replied angrily.
"Oh...of course."
...Yeah right.
Mean girls, best friends forever
Mean girls, almost never
Mean girls, whatever
"JUST SHUT. UP. AMI."
"Ooh, Bolton can't take the heat?"
"Bolton's going to give you what you've had coming to you for a long time now if you don't shut up."
"Whatcha going to do? Call your stalker on me?"
Oh, did you hear that snap? That was Emily's last straw being torn in two.
Mean girls
Hear that second snap? Yeah, that was Ami's nose.
Hey, mean girls
Hehe, that was fun.
Anyways, I'm going to do songfics for all my besties :
Yay me again!
