Chapter 78 Vicky's Random New Friends

Sara was lying on her bed doing her homework like normal when the door burst open, and a dozen people walked in.
“Whoa, OK!” she said.
Vicky led the group. Maria, Logan, Conrad, and Katie followed. Behind them were the 7 highest ranked posse girls.
Vicky was dressed in a snow-leopard fur coat, a feathered cap, purple sunglasses, and was holding a bejewled cane.
“What are you DOING?!” Sara shouted.
“Silence the girl,” Vicky snapped her fingers.
2 posse girls rushed forward.
“No!” Maria quickly put up her hands in front of them. “It's OK, Trisha and Quincy.”
“TRISHA and QUINCY?!” Sara screamed.
“HAY!” Vicky barked angrily. “You watch that toilet hole where your mouth should be.”
“You watch your face its blinding me,” Sara retorted.
Vicky growled and left to the next room, followed by Katie and the brainless posse girls.
“What is going on here? This is disturbing!” Sara whispered.
“Vicky said that she is establishing a new tradition in which her 11 closest friends are invited to her room every night for cookies and vodka,” Conrad explained.
“WHAT?!”
Vicky waltzed back in, a bottle of vodka in each hand. Sara ran forward and grabbed them.
“You have just made the biggest mistake of your life, honcakes,” Vicky growled furiously, reaching for the bottles.
“NO! This is still part my room too! If you need to get drunk, do it somewhere else!” Sara demanded, moving the bottles out of Vicky's grasp.
The pod secretly cheered for her on the inside.
Vicky reached for the bottles again. Sara lifted them above her head.
“You have 10 seconds to give me the bottles, sister,” Vicky hissed. The pod had never seen her so malicious.
“You want 'em so much?” Sara demanded through gritted teeth. She was clearly seething with anger. “HERE! YOU CAN HAVE 'EM!!”
She slammed both bottles over Vicky's head. They cracked, spewing vodka all over the carpeted floor. Vicky instantly collapsed. Vodka splashed everywhere.
Without a second of hesitation, Sara darted for the door. What she did was illegal. Posse girls tried to grab her, but she dodged them.
“GO! GO! GO!” the pod cheered.
After all, there was no way Vicky could hear them!