I was on crack when I wrote this, ENJOY:D
'No… no! No, no, no, NO!'
Boostine rolled her eyes and turned to where Wingette sat in the kitchen poring over magazines. 'Like, chill out already,' she snapped. 'What're you "no"ing about anyway?'
Wingette looked up and pulled a face. 'These rims are just so… UGH!' she complained with a disgusted flick of her tyre. 'Look at the shape! That is just, like, soooo last week.'
'Who are you to complain, bitch? At least you've got rims that fit.'
'For your information, they are getting too small!' Wingette replied haughtily. 'I need new rims, like, totally bad and all they have are these STUPID BLOCKY THINGS!' She stabbed the glossy magazine page as if it were meat beneath a dinner fork.
'What's Wingslut bitching about?' Dee asked, entering the kitchen.
'None of your business, Fatass!' Wingette retorted as the Scion almost instantly made for the fridge.
'Ooh, she's grumpy because she has her period,' Snotta jeered.
'Shut up, Snotface. So do you,' Boostine said.
Dee looked at Wingette, her eyes filled with hurt. 'I swear, I'm going on a diet this week! I'll get skinny, you'll see,' she said before taking a large bite out of a brownie.
Snotta patted Dee's tyre reassuringly. 'Don't listen to Wingslut, chicky,' she whispered. 'We're NOT having you go anorexic.' Wingette rolled her eyes and batted her long lashes before turning back to her Cargirl magazine.
Boostine lazily rolled gloss onto her lips as she stared at the television screen. 'This is like, sooooo boring. Hannah Miata is totally fake! Look at her sideskirts, nobody gets that perfect curve.' She wrinkled her grill in disgust and switched the TV off.
'Heeey, I was watching that!' Dee complained.
'Well, there's nothing that great to watch anyway,' said Wingette. 'And Boosty's mom said we couldn't go the mall after ten o'clock.'
The other girls groaned – except for Snotta, who smiled a poofy-lipped smile. 'I know what we should do!' she piped up.
'What?' the others asked.
'SLUMBER PARTYYYY!' she yelled, punching the air.
All the girls screamed and squealed excitedly and jumped up and down. Then they all piled up into Boostine's princess bedroom and did makeovers and tirecures and spoilerdos for each other. After that they rushed downstairs and grabbed heaps of junk food and watched chick flicks in the living room. After that they all fell asleep and dreamed about kissing Justin Turbolake and lived happily ever after.
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