What Percentage Mean Girl Are You?

Mandatory hugs.

As long as they're on time, I'm cool.

I'm just happy to have friends.

Yes, but if they break them, I'm more forgiving than they are.

On Wednesdays, we wear pink. OR ELSE!

I'd encourage it and possibly place bets on the winner.

Nothing.

I'd try to stop it somehow.

I'd stand on a chair and give a speech about Ghandi.

Aloof. I don't want to seem too eager.

Eager.

Polite and friendly.

Super nice, but then I talk smack about them behind their back.

I go with the flow.

I freak out a little.

I freak out a LOT!!!

I find out who is responsible, and I make them PAY!!!

Sure. Doesn't everybody?

I do, but I feel guilty.

No.

That's AWFUL! Who does that?

Hey, that's what you get when you make-out with a hot dog.

The dumb ones? No.

Of course. There are no dumb ideas. Only dumb people.

Yes, but I'll laugh behind their backs.

I'm not even supportive of their smart ideas.

I'm nice to everyone, especially myself.

I'm nice to everyone, but not myself.

I'm not nice to anyone except myself.

I'm not nice to anyone including myself.

It's adorable.

It's not really my style.

It's so fetch!

That is the ugliest skirt I have ever seen.

I'd say something. It's the right thing to do.

I'd kidnap him and force him into a makeover.

I'd tell him he looks great with ham on his face and laugh behind his back.

Nothing. Why?

Hug me.

Forgive me. ... Eventually.

Not speak to me for about a week.

Kill me.