The "Oh-Em-Gee" Popular Girls

1. The "Oh-Em-Gee" Popular Girls

You see that average girl that looks like the picky type, that is surrounded by normal, too-much-talking girls that excitedly tell each other the latest Justin Bieber or One Direction news? The one that makes a disgusted face when Justin Bieber is mentioned?

Don't get any ideas, that's not me.

That, my dear friends, is my best friend.

I, for one, am a Justin Bieber hater, though not the really bothered one. I just simply think that he should kill himself and then this frantic fan-girl thing will be over.

For once and for all.

Now that I described my best friend, I think you deserve a little information about me. I am the one on the left, with big blue eyes and plain brown hair. Mostly, I have my face in the newest book I bought, or very closely looking at everyone, trying to spot a cliche lurking around.

And there it is, waving the new magazine with - what looks like - shirtless Taylor Lautner on the cover. I internally drooled at all those abs.

I am, after all, a hormonal teenage girl. I like abs.

Anyway, the cliche is wearing some sky-high heels, with a belt as a skirt and a barely there bra as a shirt. It has blonde hair and very fake bright blue eyes complimented with an extremely big smile screeching some incoherent words.

That is my cliche of the day. The "Oh-Em-Gee" popular girls. We love'em, we hate'em. More importantly, we give them the confirmation to walk on us and we don't do anything about it. A little info about them:
-Their natural habitat is in the bathroom, where they always go in groups. They usually always fix their make-up over there.
-Their second habitat is the classroom, believe it or not, where they come to flirt with the British exchange students that have abs to their toes.
-If you don't wear disco balls that break your legs, you're out of the group.
-And they scream - more like screech - some not-too-familiar words from which you can hardly make out the very big amount of "Oh-Em-Gee"s that they pronounce like a two year old.

Yay.

I see that girl jumping up and down and shoving the magazine at another girl like her who acts - and looks - just like her.

I leaned at my best-friend.

"Cliche," I whispered and grinned when I heard her groan.  

Welcome!

Okay, we all know the cliches that surround us.

The nerds always wear glasses, the cheerleaders always have an IQ little too close to zero, and all the popular boys have Greek God looks with abs to their toes.

I have a weird habit of pointing them out.

"Cliche." is the word that always comes out of my mouth when I see a couple in the movies kissing and stealing each others popcorn. Or when I read another book about werewolves where:
-The girl is abused, for ransom (ex: she has different eyes, the other are saying she killed her parents, even though she was four when they were (ALWAYS) killed by rouges)
-The new Alpha rejects her for his model-worthy-IQ-equal-to-zero girlfriend
-She runs away
-Two years later, she returns either as an Beta or the most wanted assassin in the world because of her new found SUPERPOWERS. She has now this bad-ass laid back attitude. She also has to return because she need to train the pack she ran away from.
-The Alpha (the one that rejected her) is jealous of either her boyfriend or her relationship toward the male population of her new pack.
-He want her back, and eventually she gives in because of the "mate bond". They live happily ever after.

In this blog, you won't find the typical reviews of books or movies or music, you'll find a quirky girl that will show you exactly which cliches are around you, that will point them out, mentally laugh at them, and then write them on this blog.

This ought to be fun.