look here, Savannah, i'm not your BFFL or whatever anymore, okay? that was so 7th grade. this is the 12th grade now, and i am rich and popular, and the leader of the Barbie Dolls. i don't need losers like you ruining my perfect reputation, so stay away from me. we don't know each other, okay? this is my earth and you play by my rules, or your life is going to be miserable. end of story. if you can't handle it, then you go right back to M town, where you belong. oh yeah, and my name is not Brooklyn or Brookie. my name is Brooke and that's what you will call me.











