BF4E in "Jawbreaker" (Chapter 1)

First, you need to know something about them. The beautiful ones. The flawless four. Everyone wanted to be them. You know them. They went to your school, too. They totally ruled. The one in green, that's Madeline. She was the leader. She was like Hitler in heels. The Latina, Andrea Gonzalez, a legend in her own little mind. Known to herself as Candy Andy. The leggy one with the red hair is Debra, doomed to be popular because of that face and because she was best friends with the one in the pink. That's Lizzie Duvall. She was special. Everybody loved Lizzie, not just because she was beautiful and popular and rich and smart. She was all of those things -- I'm unsure about the "smart" part -- but more than anything, she was sweet. Madeline ruled with terror, but Lizzie ruled with kindness. She was like the Princess Di of Laguna Beach High, and that pissed Madeline off. Lizzie Duvall was just... well, she was perfect. I used to dream about what it would be like to be her: Elizabeth Duvall. It's a shame about what happened to Lizzie. That was no way to wake up on your 18th birthday.
Three housebreakers in black hoodies and plastic masks busted into Lizzie's bedroom. She woke right up when she felt one of them throw back the covers and pounce on her.
"Am I dreaming about the Jabbawockeez dance crew again?" she said with wide eyes.
The housebreaker on top of her shut her up by shoving a big colorful jawbreaker into her mouth. They then took out a roll of duct tape and ripped off a long piece before taping it over her candy-contained mouth. The rest of the housebreakers used their own duct tape to tape her wrists and ankles together. When they were done, they all lifted her up, accidentally knocking over a Justin Bieber vase from the nightstand, which shattered when it hit the floor.
The gang carried Lizzie out of the room into the hall, down the stairs then out the door into the yard. They took her to a car which had the trunk open. Lizzie wiggled in their arms and screamed through the tape as they set her in the trunk. They closed it, no longer forced to hear her muffled shriek. They got inside the car; one of the housebreakers got in the driver's seat and stuck their keys in the ignition. After that, the gang started to giggle and take off their disguises. Madeline began to drive her car out of Lizzie's neighborhood.
"I wish I had friends who would do that for me," she said.
"Yeah, you'd have us killed," said Debra, poking her head out between the front seats.
"Brutally maimed, my dear."
"What are we gonna do first?" asked Andrea.
"We're gonna stuff her face with pancakes, tie a stick to her head with a Twinkie on the end and watch the fun begin."
Debra cheered and fell back on her seat.
"She is going to die!" Andrea laughed.
Madeline eventually drove her car in an empty parking lot in front of a diner. After parking, the girls eagerly got out of the car and rushed to the trunk. They hooted while banging on it rapidly with the palms of their hands. Madeline gave her keys to Andrea before taking out her cell phone and swiping to the camera application.
Holding up her phone, Madeline began to shout, "One is for Kim, two is for Khloe... Pop it, Andrea!"
Andrea used the keys to unlock the trunk and her and Debra lifted up the door. Madeline snapped a picture of Lizzie and the girls changed their demeanors.
"Oh, my Ramen noodles," Debra weakly uttered with large eyes.
"What happened to her?" asked Andrea. "What's in her throat? Is that an Adam's apple?"
"Oh, my God," Madeline said before dropping her phone on the ground, cracking the screen.
She lowered down to Lizzie and ripped the tape off her mouth. Lizzie's eye were wide open; no breath expelled from her mouth. The girls couldn't stop staring at Lizzie for two reasons: one, she was officially dead and two, there was a large bump on her neck.
"This is a joke, right?" asked Andrea, nervously laughing. "Say this is a joke."
"It was supposed to be for fun," Madeline murmured.
"No! Ah, dios mio! Porque?!"
"I just didn't want her to scream."
"Oh, God!" said Debra, about to cry. "Lizzie!"
"I thought a jawbreaker would be funny."
Debra glared at Madeline. "You gagged her with a jawbreaker?"
"People still eat those?" Andrea questioned.