2010 Kimmy Kimm & Lulu Chu < Popular >

The problem was the costumes. Kimmy wanted matching sequin vests. Lulu wanted to go as “chaos fairies” with ripped tights and fake eyelashes. They argued for three days via BBM, the little “R” for Received taunting them both.

Kimmy was the architect. She was tall, with a planner color-coded in six shades of gel pen, and she knew that the key to their future was visibility. Lulu was the heart. She was small, quick to laugh, and could make a friendship bracelet out of dental floss and sheer will. 2010 kimmy kimm & lulu chu

“It’s not about the song, Lu,” Kimmy typed, thumbs flying on her pink BlackBerry Curve. “It’s about the brand .” The problem was the costumes

And for two girls with two names that sounded like they belonged on a bubblegum pop album, that was more than enough. They argued for three days via BBM, the

In the hazy, glitter-glued summer of 2010, Kimmy Kimm and Lulu Chu ruled the narrow hallway of Westbrook High’s freshman wing. Not with cruelty, but with an unspoken, two-person empire built on shared ringtones and identical butterfly hair clips.

Kimmy’s lip quivered, then cracked into a grin. “You look like you lost a fight with a My Little Pony.”

A pack of eighth-graders sneered as they walked by. “You two are so weird.”