Never Count out the original Mean Girlscene one(thirteen years ago)It is a warm sunny day in San Diego, California. School, had just begun for the kids in the city and right outside of a huge house, on the beach we see a young heavyset girl running home from school. Though, it is not a happy time in her life, tears are running down her face, her backpack is marked in pink marker, pig, loser, and all sorts of cruel names. Her, mascara is running who is this young girl, who has been bullied mercilessly running home? This girls is none other than daughter of famous supermodel Tiffany Taylor, and business man Francisco Taylor. Soon, enough Veronica manages to make it to her door, the huge oak finished door stares her in the face as she opens it, and soon spots her mother on the phone.
Tiffany Taylor: Look, Jason this photoshoot is important and I should be the cover of Vogue by now. You said, if I signed with you I would be the biggest name in the modeling world.Tiffany is furious, dressed in her white bath robe and white fuzzy slippers. The supermodel was feeling the pressure of the modeling world, and the newer younger girls trying to take .her spot in photoshoots. After, her face begins to turn red after hearing what her agent was saying.
Tiffany Taylor: Look, I am just saying how come Tyra is all over everything, I am so much prettier than her. Like, listen I don't care I need this cover, and I want you to get it for me. I mean, I have been taking the diet pills that you recommended, and have done everything else.Tiffany rolls her eyes, as she hears the response Veronica tries to quietly go up to her room. Not, wanting to deal with her moms temper today, and her impossibly high standards. After, all not everyone was the daughter of supermodel Tiffany Taylor. She responds, though her eyes turn to her young daughter.
Tiffany Taylor: Well, look get this done my daughter just got home. So, listen take care of it. Photoshoots, events, I want it all done soon.With that, Tiffany clicks before looking at her daughter, saying in a demanding tone.
Tiffany Taylor: Veronica, why is there one cookie missing from the cookie jar?Veronica, shakes a bit confused as to why her mother was getting on her. She had not ,even had a cookie in fact last night her cousin was over, he took it.
Veronica Taylor: I don't know mommy...Tiffany Taylor: Right, so what Tim eat it? Please, don't lie to me Ronnie.Veronica stands there still nervous, and frustrated that her mother never believed her.
Veronica Taylor: Yes, he did. I did not eat it mommy...I only had one that daddy let me have.Tiffany sighed in frustration, he daughter was already overweight. And, her husband was letting her stay that way. Her daughter, should not ever be overweight, even as a young child. Tiffany, then spoke in the same demanding tone.
Tiffany Taylor: Ugh, your father wants to keep you as big as a house or something? God, please you know what happens to girls in my world if they are overweight?Veronica looked up, confused shaking and slightly crying as she said in a weak tone.
Veronica Taylor: What, happens mommy...They become plus sized models?Tiffany Taylor: Plus size models? Like ew, no daughter of mine will be a plus sized model. Plus, plus size models, there gross, and not money making. You would be stuck, on Lane Bryant posters you want that?Veronica is still shaking but shakes her head no. As Tiffany, looked her over not happy with how her daughter was.
Tiffany Taylor: Well, then you gotta step it up, like no one will love you, nor like you. And, the world of modeling will find you to be a beached whale, but will not say it to you in order to encourage diversity. You will be worse, than Trya Banks, shes not plus sized but ugh. I mean, lets face it do you want to be unloved?Veroncia, really begins to cry now her mother was always rough on her, as Tiffany shakes her head. Annoyed, at how her daughter was crying. This, was what always started fights with her, and her husband who spoiled young Veronica a bit.
Tiffany Taylor: Oh, come on your mascara is too expensive for you to be crying. I mean I spend good money, on our make up for a damn reason. Not, to have it run because you are crying. Look, Vero, mommy just does not want you have a horrible life because of uglyness. So that, is why I am hard on you okay?Veronica, slowly nods she does not yet understand what her mom means but she has been raised with it since she was born. It was something, that she knew all too well when it came to her mother. No matter what she did, it was never good enough.
Veronica Taylor: I...Understand...Tiffany shook her head, eyeing her daughter before speaking in her normal tone.
Tiffany Taylor: Well, go to your room, and I will call you for dinner when it is done.Veronica, soon runs up to her room and closes her door, and flops on her bed. She, cries into her bright pink pillow. As, she cries her mascara begins to run even more upset that her mother, was always rough on her. No matter, how hard she tried to impress her mother, it never worked.
Veronica Taylor: Why, are you so hard on me mommy? Why can I not be loved? Why can you not praise me? Instead you always are yelling at me. Why do all the kids at school make fun of me? What, I have done to deserve this treatment? With that, soon she hears the door open not to her room it was her father. He came in and hugged his wife, as he looks at her asking in a questioning tone.
Francisco Taylor: Hey, baby how you been? Wheres, Veronica?Tiffany, looked at her husband with a seductive look on her face. Clearly, she wanted some alone time with her husband. Not wanting to think about her daughter, who was crying in the room upstairs.
Tiffany Taylor: Shes, in her room doing homework. But, how about I help you relax a bit?Tiffany, went into the fridge and poured the couple two glasses of champagne, giving one to her husband. As she took the other filled fine glass holding it by the stem she and her husband both took a sip.
Francisco Taylor: Yeah, it was a long day at the office. Is she okay though?Tiffany Taylor: Ronnie, is fine. But, we have not had some time for us in a long, long time. I think, we need to take this party to our room. Tiffany, rubs her hand on her husbands chest moving in close, as she plants a kiss on him. As, he moves in close and gives her a kiss as well. Soon, enough Tiffany grabs his black tie, and leads him to their bedroom which is only down the hall from the kitchen. , with their glasses still on the table half filled with champagne. As, Veronica in her room was still crying, as she got up wiping her eyes with her arm. As she got up and went into the bathroom. She spotted a white pill bottle, unsure what it was she took a look at it. These were her mother's diet pills. All the time,s she was yelled at began to play in her mind, as she fiddled with the cap for a few until it opened, taking one pill out she looked at it for a few seconds, the seconds soon turn to minutes, before putting it down in the pill bottle closing the the lid. Before, she walks out of the bathroom, as she enters her room. She places her head on the pillow. Crying, into the pillow softly as she says.
Veronica Taylor: I will..never be like you mommy..With that Veronica, keeps sobbing lightly into her pillow. As, her mother heads out of the bedroom, and into the bathroom grabbing the pills she takes two of them, and puts them in her mouth, sipping on some water. However, she soon takes a notice it was opened and said aloud.
Tiffany Taylor: Francisco, come here.Her husband, walks in and wraps his arms around her, as Tiffany looks at him and says.
Tiffany Taylor: Honey, someone entered my diet pills. Was it your sister?Francisco looked confused, as she said.
Francisco Taylor: I don't know honey, I did not even know you took them. Why, do you even need them you beautiful no matter what.Tiffany, rolled her eyes a bit before smiling lightly.
Tiffany Taylor: Well, thanks just baby what about Veronica, like I heard you gave her a cookie last night?Francisco Taylor: Yeah, I did one before bed why?Tiffany rolled her eyes, before speaking.
Tiffany Taylor: Well, shes bigger than house and really we should do something about it. No daughter of mine, should be that big.Francisco takes a turn around, and looks at Tiffany before saying.
Francisco Taylor: Well, look honey shes a little girl she is fine.Tiffany Taylor: Little girl? Honey, she is bullied because of her weight. Plus, she is my daughter I do not want this girl being known as the fat girl. I mean, she is going to be the next me in the modeling world. Francisco shakes his head, before saying.
Francisco Taylor: Look, honey she can grow out of it but if you are that worried we can buy healthier food for her.Tiffany, gives her man a kiss she won once again as , Francisco walks into the room, as Tiffany follows soon after. Grabbing, her diet pills as she heads into the room with her husband. As, she then closes the door a creak can be heard as it closes shut.
As, Veronica is still up as she grabs her remote and turns on the TV. However, instead of her normal channel its wrestling show on, a channel she barely watches. She, stops sobbing and isntead focuses on the action going on in the ring. A light smile, even begin to form on her face as she says. As, two women are battling in the ring, one hitting a bulldog on the other as the fans cheer.
Veronica Taylor: No, wonder Timmy likes wrestling this is cool.As, Veronica watches on she smiles at the action. She, had seen guys wrestle before, but she had never seen two women wrestle before. Soon enough, she hears a knock on her door as she turns off the tv, before she hears her mothers voice.
Tiffany Taylor: Ronnie, can you come out here please?With that, Veronica got up opened the door to see her mom holding her pills in her hand. Standing, in front of her Tiffany, soon said in her normal tone.
Tiffany Taylor: Look, your dad will kill me if I give you even one of these in my hand. You seen them, but look take this.She hands, Veronica a glass of water, an less than a half pill since she was young. Soon enough, Veronica drank the water with the pill in her hand. This was her moms way to make sure, that she lost the weight she needed. As, looked at her daughter sand said.
Tiffany Taylor: Look, you are going to be the next great supermodel in this family, our whole family has been involved in the modeling business. See, I just don't want you living the life of the uglies you understand right?Veronica, nods her head slowly as she finishes her water in the glass, before she hands it back to her mother.
Veronica Taylor: I understand mommy.Tiffany nodded, giving her daughter a kiss on the cheek before saying.
Tiffany Taylor: How about, tomorrow you come with me and get your nails done with me?Veronica Taylor: Sure, sounds great.Tiffany Taylor: Alright, honey good night.With that, Tiffany walks off as Veronica enters the room. With that, she lays her head on the pillow, however, she then grabs her remote and turns the TV back on. This time, watching the wrestling show until she finally falls asleep with a smile on her face. As, she was watching her now closet favorite television.
scene twoCameras flash on the set of a high end red carpet photo shot. Were we spot the First Class supermodel, herself Veronica Taylor wearing a white angel custom, not leaving much to the imagination. As well as a pair of white high heels, she smirks as she poses blowing a kiss to the camera as flashes hit from all directions. As, we hear the voice of Stephen the photographer for the shoot's voice over sound of the camera taking pictures.
Stephen: Great shot, Veronica. They were right you really are the best model I have had in many years.The vain supermodel, takes more time to pose this time spreading her arms out like angel wings. Then turning her palms outstretched. Like she wants more to adore her, and respect her. Veronica, then shoots a look to Stephen before saying in her normal tone.
Veronica Taylor: Duh, I mean what you thought I would be like those hoes over there enterprising to be models? Veronica said with a smug smirk, pointing to the other girls walking around who just held their breath. Not wanting , to get into a fight with Veronica. However, that does not stop Veronica from doing another pose turning her back to the camera showing off her wings, and her well toned backside. Before, she turns her head making a duck face to the camera. As, the camera shutters, and flashes. As, Stephen then says over the sound of the camera.
Stephen: Amazing shot, Veronica this shoot is going to be one of the hottest ever.Veronica, let out a bitchy chuckle before speaking.
Veronica Taylor: One of? Honey, this is the hottest shoot you have ever done. Then, again its because of me.Stephen: Totally, alright everyone take five. Veronica, great job as always on the shoot.Veronica smirked, before saying in a sarcastic tone.
Veronica Taylor: Duh, as always now I can have some water, chilled pleased.Veronica, then moves to her chair that has been step up for her. Smiling, as she wraps herself up in a pink robe. Soon enough one of the staff comes with a water for Veronica, who looks at her as he says in a low tone.
Staff Member: Here is your water, Veronica..Veronica, takes the water rolling her eyes at the staff as she takes a sip. However, the water is not chilled enough for her and she soon spits it out disgusted. She then shoots the staff member a dirty look, before speaking.
Veronica Taylor: I said chilled, not room temperature god are you that retarded? Get me a water that is chilled properly.She, hands him the water hard into his chest, as he walks off nervous. As, Veronica soon hears a pair of heels clacking behind her. She turns her head, and its Angelica, and Tessa walking up to her. The stuck up mode turns her head and smiles as the two ladies walk up as she says.
Veronica Taylor: Hey, huntys how are you ladies doing?Angelica: Girl, you look stunning. So, how is the shoot going? Ready, for the show hunty to bring the Mean Girls some gold.Tessa: Ye, going to carry Liz through the whole match again?The three girls share a bitchy giggle, as Veronica looked at Tessa with a smile speaking in her normal tone.
Veronica Taylor: Ugh, girl you know how it is. If this girl keeps spending time apologizing to everyone on twitter, I am going to vomit. Like, we are so damn close to being the tag team champions, and yet she is spending time apologizing to grand mom emo, and trying to be friends with Amy. Like, can she be acting anymore pathetic? Angelica: For real right? Like, she was put into this group because she can win gold, and she was a Mean Girl I hope this act ends. Because, its seriously basic.Tessa, just stands there listen to Angelica, and Veronica Taylor are talking among themselves. She, stands there for a few seconds her black high heels were tapping against, the hard wood floor of the studio. Before, she speaks in her normal tone.
Tessa: I could of told you, she was a phony..Angelica, soon shot Tessa a look before saying.
Angelica: Ugh, girl at least she has a shot at gold what have you done?Tessa: Shut up, ye stupid bitch.Angelica, then shot Tessa another dirty look, as Veronica looked on somewhat amused by the fighting between these two.
Angelica: What did you say?Before, Tessa could respond Veronica looked at both of them saying.
Veronica Taylor: Good god girls get a grip. Like seriously , we do not need to be fighting between ourselves right now. The jealous janis are trying, to screw us, so is Erick and right now I need my water.Soon, enough a staff member comes with Veronica's water he hands to her, as she eyes it carefully. Waiting, a few seconds before taking a sip. This, time the water goes down smooth enough for Veronica's taste. As, the staff member looks at her still as the arrogant model begins to speak in her normal bitchy tone.
Veronica Taylor: What, I know I am hot but please go away masic.Angelica: Sorry, bout it.The two tanned women give bitchy waves to the staff member. As, he leaves looking dejected the two share a laugh with each other. Tessa, stands back looking nervous about something, looking down at her heels. As, Veronica looked at Tessa speaking in her normal tone.
Veronica Taylor: So, Tessa how would you like to model for Veronica's certs newest scent?Tessa, looks taken a back so does Angelica.
Angelica: What, come on Tessa really she might kill the brand..Veronica, rolled her eyes before speaking.
Veronica Taylor: Don't worry Angie it will be fine. She, is a mean girl after all. Plus, you will get to model for it as well, your my bffAngelica: To the ef ef ef ef?Veronica: To the ef ef ef ef girl. I mean, lets face it we founded this whole group, we the whole idea of the movement was us. Our brains, came up with the branding for it, and the money for it. Del, might have the most publicity along with Liz, but they do not have my branding genius. I mean, look I put my name on a line and it becomes the highest seller in the market place. We put the Mean Girls, all over SCW and the company grows bigger than it ever has. So, speaking of money see my new shoes Nigel's credit card bought me?Tessa: Ye, are one lucky bitch. Plus, Vero I would love to model for ye product.Angelica, smiled before saying.
Angelica: Sure, doll face. Plus, Tessa he is one lucky guy to get with a real life supermodel.Veronica smirked, nodding at Angelica as she gets up showing off her sliver high heels on her pedicured feet. Spinning around, and showing off her outfit she was modeling many in the studio take a long look at the arrogant model, before she puts on her pink robe and sitting back in her chair. As, Tessa soon smiled clapping a bit, before speaking.
Tessa: Ye girl, they look amazing.Angelica: Girl, how much did they cost?Veronica smirked, giggling a bit knowing that question would be asked. She soon smirked arrogantly before speaking in her normal tone.
Veronica Taylor: Girl, they cost over a grand. One thousand five hundred dollars, more than some of these peoples cars. No wait their houses, there more fabulous as well. I mean, look at them they look great on me.All of a sudden the voice of Stephen is heard, over the chatter of the girls.
Stephen: Veronica, its time to continue the shoot.Veronica looked at the two girls as she slips off her robe. The arrogant model gave her two friends hugs, and kisses on the cheek respectively. As, she then walked off standing in the light where she was standing earlier, to contention the photo shoot. As, the tanned supermodel stands there she begins to pose again, this time with one hand on her hip as the cameras begin taking snap shots of her.
scene threeThe cameras are rolling as, we are in a local record store in, Los Angeles, California. We see many posters for bands such as Megadeth, Metallica, Sex Pistols, and Motorhead among many other punk, and metal band posters. One clerk ,is working the floor sweeping it with the records stocked, and everything set up. As, all of a sudden the bell rings as the door opens and from outside wearing a stunning black dress, with black high heel pumps, a black Gucci bag, and a pair of designer shades cover her eyes, is none other than Veronica Taylor. Who, has an arrogant smirk on her face as she walks inside the clerk takes notice at the Dior clad goddess in his presence. Much, different than his normal customers. Veronica, soon takes notice of her surroundings she had never been in a place like this before. She, soon makes her way up to the counter where the clerk was standing, who was dressed like he came out of a rock concert with his hair messy and long, torn blue jeans, and a motor-head t-shirt.
Veronica Taylor: Hello, um I am new to this whole rock, metal, punk scene I want to sample music if that is okay. Since, I am looking for the prefect record for my friends, I mean they are huge fans of this kind of music.The clerk looks up, at Veronica's fake friendly expression. However, he is nice to her speaking to her in a low tone.
Clerk: Sure, we have a listing station right over there, it has all the records we have in store on the machines.The clerk said pointing to the wall, as Veroncia made her way to the wall. This time, turning her attestation to the camera with a smirk on her face. As, she soon sets her purse down, next to her before she begins speaking to the camera, as the crew is standing all around her.
Veronica Taylor: You, know I think we have gotten off on the wrong foot. Yes, Amy is related to a moose, and Jessie's face makes children cry. But, look ladies not everyone can be a fabulous supermodel like myself now. Not, everyone can have my face, my body, nor my talent. But, you know what maybe a gift is in order for you two, maybe in order to understand you two ratchet basics, I need to understand your music. You two call yourselves the Punk, and Metal connection. I mean I truthfully never understood why anyone listened to this kind of music in my life, but maybe I was being judgemental, maybe there is some hidden meaning in the words. Maybe, a hidden theme or two, or its just music for basics by basics. Either way, I will find out today so let us see. What, is on this machine let us start with the Punk of the group, yes Amy for once someone is closing you that is not mentally retarded.Veronica, smirks at the camera before turning her attestation to the machine. It takes her sometime to begin to work the machine, but soon enough she chooses the genre punk. Looking, through all the bands she does not find something that suits her, until she finds Misfits, clicking on a random song not paying attention to the name of the song. She, then presses play via the touch screen using her long well manicured nails. As, she puts the head phones on, as she hears the music her face scrunches up in a disgusted sneer. As, she presses stop on the record turning her iteration to the america.
Veronica Taylor: Wow, so talentless, so fugly, and so basic. When you talk, this is the musical equivalent of it. Nothing more, than loud basic noise. Like, really who the hell cares about this band? Much like the jealous janis no one cares about you guys either. No, one that matters anyway. I mean, the fugly hairstyles on the picture reminds me of your nasty dollar store weave. I mean where are their mothers to not let them out of the house, do to how ugly they are? Ugh, better yet where is your mother to do the same thing. Also, the name of their band the Misfits, really since when it is cool to a Misfit. Because a Misfit is a loser, an outcast, a blemish on society yet apparently that is supposed to be cool? Ugh, only basics would find that sort of thing cool in anyway.I mean, I am sorry but like the Misfits, you are lame, fugly, stupid, basic, and a blemish on society. Now, I do not think that one band tells the full story about you, because I truly do want to understand why you are so ratchet, and basic. Because, I am here to help you, and your pathetic partner. And, Jessie watch your back this one, like this group will kick you out of her misfit gang for being a bigger loser than she is.Veronica, lets out a bitchy giggle as she changes the band finding The Sex Pistols. She looks up, and down the song list before landing on God Save the Queen. One of, their more famous hits though Veronica would not know that song from anything. As, she presses play on it she listens for a few seconds, her face is even more disgusted than before. As, she turns off the music, and turns her attenuation to the camera.
Veronica Taylor: Wow, that was horrid, and ratchet. I mean what kind of name is Sex Pistols anyway. Sounds like the name of a really lame porno you would star in. That, no one would buy or watch. See, your fuglyness should not be allowed on camera, let alone in a porno. Like, really who wants to see bad hair, pasty skin, and disgusting tattoos all over a computer screen, or television screen? I mean, much like your failed porn career, this group is no longer around why? Because, they are failures. They can not draw money like the Mean Girls can, nor are they anywhere near as fabulous as us. Speaking of not fabulous, God Save the Queen? The Queen of what? The Queen of first class? That would be me. In that case, they should save me from having to look at your fugly, disgusting face, and having to touch your basic disgusting body. So, yes the Queen will save the fans when she helps Liz take your tag team titles. Oh, don't worry you can cry all you want after we are done with you. Now, let this "fat" girl educate your disgusting rat face partner.Veronica, flipped her hair in a defiant manner. As, she lets out a bitchy giggle before changing the music from punk to metal on the machine. And, soon found the group Judas Priest, and soon enough she found the song Breaking the Law. She, clicks it with her well manicured nails. As, the music plays, the young model finds herself disgusted by the music. As, Veronica soon turns it off quickly before turning her attention to the camera.
Veronica Taylor: Like, really this is metal? How many times were you dropped on that fugly head of yours. I mean, like really first of all most improved? That is generous, I was star in my first run, and I am star now. Second, why would I lower my in ring skills to fit in with the Mean Girls? I started the Mean Girls duh! Second, I dumbed myself down? Please, that's like saying I was the weak link in the group, yeah what happened last week? We won, and in dominate fashion might I add. And, yet I pinned your fugly partner one, two and three. And, last week she could not stop me from winning. So, lets face it your the dumbest one on this team, I mean who lets themselves get handcuffed to the ring post? Clearly, you are not that smart. But, then again you are not that pretty either. Now speaking of which now I think I have a better understanding of why you two so basic, ratchet, ugly, and just plain jealous. it is, the talentless, fugly, disgusting music you listen to. Now, comparing us to that we are much more successful, much prettier, and yes much more relevant than you two will ever be. We are more relevant than Punk, and Metal will ever be.Veronica smirks arrogantly, before speaking again.
Veronica Taylor: See, if I had to compare us musically, we would be a much more relevant group that is for sure. Not only that, but a much hotter group, and a group that draws money, and has many disgusting haters. Iggy Azalea is someone much like us, in fact she is so fancy she gets haters for it. Trust me, when I say we are beyond fancy, we accessorize better than any other team, or group in the world of wrestling. I mean, we are clearly the face of this business, and company much like she is the face of music today. The second person, is my main girl Nicki Minaj for being so hot, so talented, and so amazing. I mean, everyone wants a piece of the Mean Girls much like everyone wants a piece of her. But, to bad they will never get the piece of us they want. See, clearly we are much more fabulous than the Punk, and Metal connection. So, Jessie, Amy when Punk and Metal collide, none of you will be standing because the world could not handle that much ugliness in one ring. In fact, the only thing that will happen is we will take your titles, and you two will cry in Misty's lap about being cheated again. So bring your jealous janis fan club including Erick Staggs, bring your disgusting fans, and bring whatever lame excuses you have because in the end after we beat you. All, we will say as we hold up our championships is sorry bout it.Veronica, blows an arrogant kiss to the camera as she skips off grabbing a couple of records. Heading up to the counter. The clerk looks shocked, however, he just rings her up before saying in a low tone.
Clerk: Twenty five even please.Veronica, then rings her boyfriends card, and it goes through as she smirks. As she places the CD's in the bag, as she walks out with them, before she walks out. She grabs a pink marker and writes on the Judas Priest album "To Jessie, this will match your scary monster face love Vero xoxo, and on Amy's CD the Sex Pistols "To Amy, please stay away from television screens they will bust. xoxox love Vero. The scene then fades to black, as Veronica lets out a bitchy giggle to end the scene.
