Kimmi giggled at the site. Sarah and Emily, two of the sexiest most intimidating girls in school, were now in pigtails arguing about pretend in the mud with her eight year old neighbor. Kimmi whistled to herself as she strode towards the door, eager to find other people who might look down on her.
"Maybe I'll teach that mean doofus Charlie who always pulled my hair what it means to be a woman." She thought to herself. "Oh, or maybe teach that old hag of an elementary school teacher what it's like to be belittled... and maybe Heather could stand to gain a few pounds...."
"Um, where do you think you're going?" Claire asked, looking up from the bag of chips she was currently snacking on.
"Out, what's it matter to you?" Kimmi snapped, settling easily into her role as the cool sister. She smirked slightly, loving her newfound status already.
"Fat chance," Claire replied, snorting with laughter. "You're supposed to be watching the kids, remember?" She said with an "I know better than you" attitude.
Kimmi rolled her eyes. "Ugh, like can't you do it? It's not like you have anywhere to be..." she replied cattily, eyeing her sister's ratty clothes. Just moments ago she had been a little girl, but she felt... different. It's as if her mind was finally catching up to her body the longer she was like this, and she liked it.
Claire puffed out her chest with pride. "I'll have you know..."