Ack. Talk about bringing back a whole lot of memories. I had two 'mean girls' back in middle school. Luckily, they don't look like anyone famous, and thankfully I learned one of them wasn't so bad once we got to high school. The other one, though, was a terror. I left them all behind years ago, but you never can forget those awful moments.

Welcome, Kimberly!

Oh, how your story resonates with me. There was a horrible girl and her gang in my past, too. I don't think I'm quite as kind as you, though, because I have a bully in my upcoming YA book who is kind of a pastiche of all of them put together. LOL, revenge is sweet - I can eviscerate them in prose (even though they will never know), mwahahahahaha.

I'm not as nice as you. I often use the Mean Girl who tormented me as the basis for unpleasant characters in my books. I don't usually kill them off, though. That might be a good thought!

That must be a universal thing.

Oh I definitely kill them off in my stories. Sometimes I even torture them a bit first LOL.

I agree that they were around in every school making lots of kids miserable. I wish I was a writer so I too could "get even" lol.

I know exactly who I think of and the weird thing is that I am now very good friends with her sister-in-law. LOL It's a small, small world. :)

Welcome, Kimberly!

I had a whole 'gang' of about 5 or 6 make my life miserable from grade 6-12. But thankfully its been years since I've laid eyes on a single one of them! :)

Kimberly, Kimberly, Kimberly! The LC is not the place for turning the other cheek and making nice. No, this is where we come to outdo each other in our diabolical plans for delicious revenge. Get with the program girlfriend! Go out there and write her into a story, but make sure her character has uncontrollable B.O. or an I.Q. that makes your average gnat look like a Mensa member. C'mon, we'll walk you through the process.

Hey, yo, Janina! You talkin' tah me? I don't think you-be talkin' tah me! (Sorry, just trying out my meanness!)

Okay! Okay! Then, I'll definitely have to base a future baddy on the junior high mean girl. Hmmm...a nice case of head lice quickly comes to mind! heh heh heh...I think I'm catching on quick...

Yes! Head lice would be perfect! You so get it!

When you are small and everyone else is tall and thinks that they are smarter, this is what happened to me all my school years. What a miserable time it was. Would love to see them all now. total failures probably.

The popular girls were always behaving in a snarky and mean manner. Ignoring them was one way but it is great to know that they are complete losers and blobs now.

I remember walking to school and worrying that I would be beaten up. I would bother a fly but there they were every single day and I din't tell a soul. They sat on me and then just ran off. I still think about that horrible time.

Interestingly enough, I had a day yesterday that threw me right back to those high school days of popularity and back-stabbing from people you thought were your friends...And while I am trying to be big about being the person stabbed in the back, I find that I am consistently reverting back to that middle/high school mentality and plotting all kinds of revenge. You can bet that if *I* wrote books for a living, this person would be feeling the pain.

It's so nice to know that here at the LC, I can be free to embrace that kind of mentality and know I'm among friends. The kind who would never stab me in the back and accept a nomination for a position that should be MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE!

Dia- I will be happy to help you get rid of the body just as long as we can go out and celebrate over margaritas afterwards.

There were plenty of two-faced back stabbers in school who were difficult to avoid. The only good thing was their inability to survive in gym. They were klutzes and no one wanted them on their team. Finally it felt good to be a tiny kid.

omg, i do remember my bully. I would see her and my heart would pound, my face burning w/ blood, and then it would happen...wack upside my head. She never bothered me again when I went home with my trophy, a big ball of frizzy blond hair.

I had the problem of being bigger than everyone else and made fun of by all the other girls, it seems like everyone my age back then was little and petite and I was the big clumsy giant...sigh...I was made to feel so big and awkward, how I would have loved to have smashed them to the ground!

Let's do it, Janina! I'm always up for margaritas!

I have actually decided to "embrace the suck", as a friend of mine puts it, and view this as an opportunity for other things. Like applying for sabbatical in the fall for the following year. Hah!