Some are smart and conniving, some as dumb as a bag of hammers, some are literally evil, some just high school evil, but they all share three things: they're girls, they're mean, and they go to high school. J oin us as we count down the 27 meanest high school girls in the movies Ah Grease , with your insidious message that taking up smoking and dressing like a massive-haired figure skater was the way to your true love's heart, you truly are a classic amongst teen movies. Though, on balance, we suppose there are worse things she could do. Watch Grease on Now TV. She's a product of our Kardashian-obsessed times whose sole aim in life is to be the star of her own reality show. In fact, she's already filming it, or at least her lapdog Caitlyn is "That was a good take for me, Caitlyn, make sure you get the wide shot". More victim than real villain, she's a sadly satirical reflection of a fame-mad age.

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