BF4E in "Jawbreaker" (Chapter 4)

On a smooth sailing morning, Skye -- or Skylette -- rode to school on her pink motor scooter, looking like the star that she is. She parked in front of the school like she would usually do. After taking her keys out and getting up from the bike, she took a glance at the school. Then that glance turned into a long look as she noticed something strange. She saw posters plastered all over the facade of the school. They were posters of her embarrassing yearbook photo in which she looked like she was in the middle of a sneeze. Above the photos were, "Who is Skylette?" in big, bold letters. Students hanging outside were laughing at the posters and the ones who noticed her standing there started to laugh directly at her. Skylette took a good look at all the posters on the wall and the ground before getting dizzy and passing out.
With bloody bandage wrapped around her head, Skye woke up on a medical bed in the nurse's office. She jumped up and looked around the room. She jumped off the bed and ran out through the open door. In the halls were a river of teenagers, laughing and pointing at her. Skylette was afraid and flustered at the same time. She gazed upon more posters taped to the walls and lockers. She lunged at the posters and ripped off as many as she could. As she ripped off almost every poster in the hallway, a bunch of students surrounded and ridiculed her. They said things to her, with smiles on their faces, like:
"Skye frickin' Carter!"
"Take off your mask, Skye!"
"I thought you were the girl from that show about the twins but they're one person."
"Shut up! Shut up!" Skye begged as she went from one wall to another, crumbling the posters of her.
Eventually, she gave up and began to run down the hall. But she was blocked by Madeline and Andrea, who were standing in the center of the hallway with interlocked arms. Skye looked up at them, whimpering and shaking like a dog. Then she passed out again and fell down on the floor.
"Es más, puta," uttered Andrea.
"Yeah," Madeline agreed.
Andrea laughed, not feeling bad about poor little Skye was out cold on the floor.

Later, Debra arrived to school late. She entered, walking down the hall, catching a glimpse of the unconscious Skye. Immediately, she ran up to her. She crouched down and lifted Skye up by the head.
"Oh, my goodness," Debra said. "Skye, are you okay? It's me, Debra."
Skye began to wake up. She was still upset. "Go away," she pleaded, softly pushing Debra away. "Please go away. How can you look at me? I'm nothing."
"No, you're not."
"Yes, I am. I'm nothing. I used to be Hilary Duff, now I'm Lalaine. I'm a nobody!"
"I don't blame you for what you did. That day at Lizzie's house, we were terrified. It's not like you had a choice."
Skye threw her arms around Debra and held her tight.
"What a tearjerker," commented Madeline, arriving out of nowhere with Andrea. "Look, Andy, it's like 'Romy and Michele's High School Reunion'. Only this time, the girls are gay."
"Yeah, and they're homosexual, too," smiled Andrea.
Debra stood up and said calmly, "I don't mean to lose my temper... but who the frick are you?!" She pushed Madeline back into the lockers.
"What?" asked Madeline.
"What have you done?"
"Just what I had to, dear. Come on, Andrea. This trainwreck's getting old as Amy Schumer."
Madeline turned so she could walk away but Debra blocked her with her arm against the lockers.
"It's not over, Madeline," said Debra.
"I am petrified," Madeline said sarcastically. She tried to move Debra's arm out of the way but struggled a bit. "Boy, you're strong."
She eventually moved her arm and started to walking away with Andrea.
"See you at prom tonight, Debbie," Madeline said in singsong.