Tabitha walks into the classroom and sees Veronica, Margret and Angela getting ready to make up the lab. She walks over to a lab table and starts preparing for the lab while ignoring the other people. She looks up to see Veronica glaring at her.
Tabitha: Do you have a problem Veronica?
Veronica: Yeah and it’s dressed like a freak.
Angela: Whoa dudette, that was hellacious.
Margret: Yeah, you shouldn’t be so mean. Didn’t you two used to be friends?
Veronica: Who asked you, you hacker?
An awkward silence passes over them and they continue with their lab. After a few moments they start to speak again.
Angela: This lab is way bogus, I don’t get it.
Margret: I can help you with it.
Veronica: Of course, trust the yuppie to show off her superior knowledge.
Tabitha: You’re just having a cow because you’re jealous that she’s smarter than you.
Veronica: Eat my shorts Tabitha.
There’s another pause before Angela speaks up again.
Angela: I still don’t get it.
Veronica: LIKE NO ONE CARES. Can you just SHUT IT for like ten seconds?
Angela: Whoa chill brah. You be ‘illin.
Veronica: Don’t you have a like practice or a meeting with your homeboys or something?
Tabitha: Don’t YOU have to go meet up with your bimbo boy toy or something?
Margret: Please stop bickering! It’s not beneficial to us if we want to finish the lab before free block ends!
Veronica: Leave it to the WASP to only care about finishing the stupid lab!
Tabitha: (to Veronica) No one wants you here you hoser.
Margret: Well I didn't say THAT.
Tabitha: But you were thinking it.
Margret: No I wasn't...
Veronica: (speaking toTabitha) Don't be hatin' 'cause I'm bodacious, cornchip.
Tabitha: Bag your face, Veronica!
Angela: Dudettes calm down so we can finish the super hard lab. I legit need to finish it in order to play a fall sport, so can we just get on with it?
Veronica: You would only think about yourself.
Tabitha: You're one to talk you bimbette.
Veronica: Oh barf me out! I know you did NOT just say that!
Tabitha: So that makes you an airhead and deaf.
Margret: Please stop! This arguing might escilate to a physical altercation!
Veronica: Oh bite me you annoying dweeb!
Margret: I know you are but what am I!
Tabitha: (Sarcastically) Wow good one.
Margret: (Not getting that Tabitha was being sarcastic) Why thank you! You're so kind.
Veronica: Can’t you even realize when you get burned?
Margret: I don’t understand.
Veronica: Of course you don’t you-
Angela: (cutting Veronica off) Whoa there preppy, slow your roll. She not dissin’ you, so why don’t you just mind your own business?
Tabitha: Here’s an idea, we don’t we all just do the lab as far away from each other as possible?
Margret: Well that sounds like a first-class way to settle our malicious dispute.
Angela: Malicious? Yikes speak some English, squirt so maybe then I can agree with you.
Margret: Well malicious means spiteful, malevolent…
Angela: Uuuuuhhhh… what?
Margret: It means not nice, like how gas is a whole $1.13 per gallon.
Veronica: Why do you know how much a gallon of gas costs?
Tabitha: Because unlike you, she’s actually educated.
Angela: (mumbles) Here we go again…
Veronica: No one asked you wastoid!
Tabitha: Does it look like I care you trendie?
Veronica: I can’t believe you wonder why people hate you! You’re such a gothic creep!
Tabitha: No, YOU’RE the reason everyone hates me! You’re the one that spread all those rumors about me!
Veronica: You’re the one who started it so get bent.
Margret: If you two are just going to continue to exchange harsh words with each other, can you please exit the premises so the ones who wish to complete the missed academics can do so without thunderous and off-putting distractions?
Angela: Yeah, exit the premises, please.
Veronica: Do you even know what that means?
Angela: Most definitely… Not.
Veronica: Wow dumber than advertised.
Angela: That’s it you mondo skeezer! I’m done letting you diss me! You think you’re the shiz niz because you go around baggin’ everyone. You just like all those other preps, you got no soul. You bring around a posse to make yourself feel better even though that’s not really you on the inside. You and all your mall-chicks keep on sayin’ your freakin’ insults ‘cause you need to raise your own self-esteem. You act like you’re the best and that everyone else can go kick rocks. You don’t care who you peg in the heart in the process. It’s all about you, you, you! It’s people like you I wish I could snuff without getting kicked out of sports! You think you’re so wicked rad just ‘cause your hair is poofier and your clothes are shnazier. You’re biggest concern is your makeup getting messed up or the Clydesdale of your dreams not asking you out on a date. Unlike you, I actually have to work to get the things I want. I work hard everyday to succeed in the sports I do and even though I’m not no Sherlock I have to work hard in school to be able to play all the sports that I want to play. I make sure the grindage I eat is health so I can stay in shape for sports. Do you have any idea when the last time I had chocolate was? A super mondo way way beyondo long time ago, that’s when! And through all this hard work, I come to school only to listen to you glambots harshin’ on me. It’s mad hurtful, even to a jock. I can’t keep listening to all your chatter it’s killing my mojo. The day you graduate and have nothing to do with your life but relive the momories of when you were in high school wasting your time running your mouth is the day that I’ll be in the Olympics sportin’ a gold medal. You'll be sitting at home watching me thinking “I remember her!” That’s the day that I’ll be most triumphant and you’ll be wishing you were half as dank as me.
Tabitha: Do you have a problem Veronica?
Veronica: Yeah and it’s dressed like a freak.
Angela: Whoa dudette, that was hellacious.
Margret: Yeah, you shouldn’t be so mean. Didn’t you two used to be friends?
Veronica: Who asked you, you hacker?
An awkward silence passes over them and they continue with their lab. After a few moments they start to speak again.
Angela: This lab is way bogus, I don’t get it.
Margret: I can help you with it.
Veronica: Of course, trust the yuppie to show off her superior knowledge.
Tabitha: You’re just having a cow because you’re jealous that she’s smarter than you.
Veronica: Eat my shorts Tabitha.
There’s another pause before Angela speaks up again.
Angela: I still don’t get it.
Veronica: LIKE NO ONE CARES. Can you just SHUT IT for like ten seconds?
Angela: Whoa chill brah. You be ‘illin.
Veronica: Don’t you have a like practice or a meeting with your homeboys or something?
Tabitha: Don’t YOU have to go meet up with your bimbo boy toy or something?
Margret: Please stop bickering! It’s not beneficial to us if we want to finish the lab before free block ends!
Veronica: Leave it to the WASP to only care about finishing the stupid lab!
Tabitha: (to Veronica) No one wants you here you hoser.
Margret: Well I didn't say THAT.
Tabitha: But you were thinking it.
Margret: No I wasn't...
Veronica: (speaking to Tabitha) Don't be hatin' 'cause I'm bodacious, cornchip.
Tabitha: Bag your face, Veronica!
Angela: Dudettes calm down so we can finish the super hard lab. I legit need to finish it in order to play a fall sport, so can we just get on with it?
Veronica: You would only think about yourself.
Tabitha: You're one to talk you bimbette.
Veronica: Oh barf me out! I know you did NOT just say that!
Tabitha: So that makes you an airhead and deaf.
Margret: Please stop! This arguing might escilate to a physical altercation!
Veronica: Oh bite me you annoying dweeb!
Margret: I know you are but what am I!
Tabitha: (Sarcastically) Wow good one.
Margret: (Not getting that Tabitha was being sarcastic) Why thank you! You're so kind.
Veronica: Can’t you even realize when you get burned?
Margret: I don’t understand.
Veronica: Of course you don’t you-
Angela: (cutting Veronica off) Whoa there preppy, slow your roll. She not dissin’ you, so why don’t you just mind your own business?
Tabitha: Here’s an idea, we don’t we all just do the lab as far away from each other as possible?
Margret: Well that sounds like a first-class way to settle our malicious dispute.
Angela: Malicious? Yikes speak some English, squirt so maybe then I can agree with you.
Margret: Well malicious means spiteful, malevolent…
Angela: Uuuuuhhhh… what?
Margret: It means not nice, like how gas is a whole $1.13 per gallon.
Veronica: Why do you know how much a gallon of gas costs?
Tabitha: Because unlike you, she’s actually educated.
Angela: (mumbles) Here we go again…
Veronica: No one asked you wastoid!
Tabitha: Does it look like I care you trendie?
Veronica: I can’t believe you wonder why people hate you! You’re such a gothic creep!
Tabitha: No, YOU’RE the reason everyone hates me! You’re the one that spread all those rumors about me!
Veronica: You’re the one who started it so get bent.
Margret: If you two are just going to continue to exchange harsh words with each other, can you please exit the premises so the ones who wish to complete the missed academics can do so without thunderous and off-putting distractions?
Angela: Yeah, exit the premises, please.
Veronica: Do you even know what that means?
Angela: Most definitely… Not.
Veronica: Wow dumber than advertised.
Angela: That’s it you mondo skeezer! I’m done letting you diss me! You think you’re the shiz niz because you go around baggin’ everyone. You just like all those other preps, you got no soul. You bring around a posse to make yourself feel better even though that’s not really you on the inside. You and all your mall-chicks keep on sayin’ your freakin’ insults ‘cause you need to raise your own self-esteem. You act like you’re the best and that everyone else can go kick rocks. You don’t care who you peg in the heart in the process. It’s all about you, you, you! It’s people like you I wish I could snuff without getting kicked out of sports! You think you’re so wicked rad just ‘cause your hair is poofier and your clothes are shnazier. You’re biggest concern is your makeup getting messed up or the Clydesdale of your dreams not asking you out on a date. Unlike you, I actually have to work to get the things I want. I work hard everyday to succeed in the sports I do and even though I’m not no Sherlock I have to work hard in school to be able to play all the sports that I want to play. I make sure the grindage I eat is health so I can stay in shape for sports. Do you have any idea when the last time I had chocolate was? A super mondo way way beyondo long time ago, that’s when! And through all this hard work, I come to school only to listen to you glambots harshin’ on me. It’s mad hurtful, even to a jock. I can’t keep listening to all your chatter it’s killing my mojo. The day you graduate and have nothing to do with your life but relive the momories of when you were in high school wasting your time running your mouth is the day that I’ll be in the Olympics sportin’ a gold medal. You'll be sitting at home watching me thinking “I remember her!” That’s the day that I’ll be most triumphant and you’ll be wishing you were half as dank as me.