Crying girl: [Reading from paper] I just wish we could all get along like we used to in middle school. I wish that I could bake a cake made out of rainbows and smiles, and we'd all eat it and be happy. [About to cry] Damian: [Shouting from back] She doesn't even go here! Ms. Norbury: Do you even go to this school? Crying girl: No. I just have a lot of feelings. Ms. Norbury: OK, go home.
-Mean Girls












