Scene: [Hallway. On the way to gym class just after second period.]
Miranda: What a bitch! I hope she get preeclampsia.
Marina: And stretch marks! Well it’s her fault. Now she can’t party anymore; has to sit at home waiting for her baby. Stupid. Dumb. I was untied yet still my virgin knot I kept.
Miranda: Yeah right.
Perdita: Flash! That which was lost can’t be given back. Just sayin. Where did you have it done?
Marina: Planned Parenthood. I saw Ophelia there too! Crying her head off over Hamlet. It was so awkward and weird.
Perdita: No way, did she say anything to you?
Marina: Naw. She was so trippin’, singing to herself about let in a maid then out a maid never departed more. Craazee!
Miranda: So anyway, Imogen knows we’ve been talking about her. I heard her say to Ophelia she heard we called her a strumpet.
Marina: That’s so random. I didn’t think they were friends. Don’t they hate each other?
Perdita: Well, we’ll be living the high life and Imogen won’t be able to fit into her prom dress. Ha!
Miranda: All the more she seeks to hide herself the bigger bulk she shows!
Marina: Epic fail!
Perdita: Totally. So here’s the note I’m giving to Florizel. I need to know what he thinks about the word known to all men. When should I give it to him?