On the rare occasions when she did not get her way, Mandy launched counterattacks more brutal, inflicted wounds more cruel and exacted retribution more severe by several degrees of magnitude than the circumstances could possibly warrant. Her regal bearing and condescending manner may have simply been defenses to shield her many insecurities, but that did not make them any more endearing. Not only was she constantly irritating, but she seemed to know it and, frequently, to enjoy it. In short, Mandy could be a total bitch.
Heather had earned a reputation for being as practical, level-headed and ambitious as Kim was a shiftless daydreamer, and Kim would have expected her to exercise better judgment than to hang out with the likes of Mandy. Nevertheless, for reasons that would probably make sense only to teenaged girls, Heather and Mandy had become instantly inseparable from the day they met.