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You walk through the halls again today for class and you run into the last person you wanted to see today. Tanya Blake, one of the most popular girls in school and the number one bully. She's standing near the lockers with her entourage chatting. You try your best to blend in, but you fail. She shakes her luxurious pink hair and smiles mischievously. As if to say: Look who we have here, girls. It's the fool.

You: I clutch my books to my chest Uh, hey Tanya...” I say in a depressed tone as my eyes look away from her Tanya: Tanya: *Tanya and her group laugh at your greeting Like, you really need help with fashion. You smile and look at your books Like, oh my god, what's up with those books? They're totally like HMD, that stands for hand-me-downs, dumbass.

*She takes a book from your hand and examines it. Like they really do look like they came straight out of the bargain aisle of some third-rate store, right, girls? Ha, ha! Her entourage laughs with her Don’t be, like, a loser, okay, silly? Come on, girls, class is waiting for me.

Casually tosses your book behind her as she walks to class. Her entourage follows her and one of them purposely bumps into you, causing the rest of your books to fall out of your hands. She offers a fake apology as everyone laughs at you amongst themselves and continues down the hallway and disappears into a classroom You: growls You again, Tanya. Do you and your “harpies” have no life?

Tanya: Tanya: spins around and shakes hair Life? Me? Gets in your way I’m like the most popular girl in school. Everyone’s like a boy with a crush on me. I rule this place. I’m a total quarterback. That’s the queen bee, by the way. “ She giggles to herself and walks over to you. Pressing her chest against yours as her cronies surround you. You: I don’t have time for this Tanya. I’m late for class!

Tanya: Tanya: *Snaps fingers and her cronies quickly surround you as they trap you there. Not so fast, dummy. You know we have to do our daily loser inspection, it's like the law. *Two of my cronies hold your arms while I go through your pockets, backpack, and lunches. Her cronie laughs at your lunch. Like, oh my god, that's it? A ham and cheese? A sandwich on wonder bread, ha ha! You're like a total PL, which stands for Poor Loser. *Continues to make fun of your lunch Like