Mean Girls 2 Page #8

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I told you.

Let me see that, Iet me see that.

- Ling... Come on!

- What?

What are you waitin' for?

This is football! Come on!

Makin' everyone else do

your dirty work, Mandi?

You're still gonna Iose.

Give me the ball.

Now!

Is that Nick Zimmer?

One, two, three... hut.

No, no, no! No, no!

Come on, man, it was her idea.

Right there, Mandi! Number one!

You're not number one anymore.

But I Iove you, baby. It wasn't my idea.

Why are you handcuffing me?

- Get off me!

- I'd Iove to.

Let me go! Get off me!

That's not me!

It sure Iooks Iike it's you,

Miss Weatherly.

Are you crazy?

Do you know who I am?

I am Mandi Weatherly!

My mother will sue you!

How dare you touch me!

She'II sue all of you!

Let me out of here!

I'II have you fired!

I'm so sorry for

the misunderstanding, Jo.

Consider yourself

officially un-expelled.

And I'II make some calls

and sort things out college-wise.

Yeah!

I figured at this point,

I might as well go for the whole

high school experience.

AII right,

quiet down, everybody. Quiet.

Stop your dancing, stop your fun.

Stop it right now.

Quiet down.

Quieter. Good.

Well, you should all

be very happy to know

that we raised $6,800 for

the Humane Society, huh?

AII right, forget it.

I know the announcement

you guys really care about,

so Iet's get to it.

The Homecoming King is...

-...EIIiot Gold?

- My God, it's you!

- EIIiot Gold.

- Go!

Wow. EIIiot really is going to rig

the presidential election

someday, isn't he?

Yep. Just as soon as

the voting goes hi-tech.

Congratulations.

- Thank you.

- Sure.

And your Homecoming Queen...

...Abby Hanover.

Oh, my God!

I've never won anything!

Go! You won, go!

Yeah, Abby!

You won! That's so awesome!

- That crown is mine! It's mine!

- Get 'em out of here!

No, don't reach for me!

Get out of here! You're not

allowed on school grounds!

- Get off me!

- Oh, I'm sorry.

A Iittle to the right.

- Give me that.

- I'm Iegally blind.

There.

Here's your Homecoming King

and Queen, Iet's give it up.

Make some room, Iet them

have their first dance.

You guys have a good time.

No dirty dancing, I'm watching.

I have a feeling EIIiot wasn't

the one who rigged this vote.

Well, we both know

crowns aren't my thing.

So you dropped out of the race?

Sometimes, it's not

about winning the race,

it's just about being a part of it.

Besides...

...I have enough already.

OK, well, it's not like

we all lived happily ever after.

Mandi and Nick did get

community service instead ofjail.

And her mom donated

a new library to North Shore,

so Principal Duvall let her graduate.

But she never regained her status.

Quinn took over Mandi's role

as lead Plastic.

But we had a deal: She let the

senior class end their year in peace.

She also wrote an award-winning article

on the social dynamics of mean girls.

Chastity finally looked up her name,

and joined the Abstinence Club.

And Hope finally braved her fear

of water fountains and public germs...

...only to catch

a nasty case of swine flu.

From then on, she swore

to overcome her fears, and instead,

put her trust in antibiotics

and hot doctors.

Tyler decided to go to Penn State,

which, by total coincidence, was

only a few hours away from my school.

As for me, I managed to earn

my Carnegie Mellon tuition

with Sidney's help after all.

The man could truly sell anything,

even my shop class project.

A birdhouse and security camera,

all in one.

Only $1 9.99.

Mr. Hanover even compromised

on Abby majoring in art,

so long as she went to a top college,

which worked out perfectly for me.

- So how does it Iook?

- Nice crown.

Thanks. I thought it

went with the t-shirt.

So I guess my dad was right after all.

To win the race,

you have to be in the race.

Sometimes it just takes a little girl

drama to find out who your friends are.

And, once you have that,

you can survive almost anything...

...even high school.

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