I can't quite remember who my particular arch nemesis was when I was 10, a few come to mind who I felt were victimizing me at that stage in my life.

There was a girl named Mallory and we both liked the same boy and he picked her (of course), she also had an impressive shoe collection and pretty curly hair.

Before her was a girl named Jennifer. She wore stirrup pants in all different colors, she also had a jacket made of real rabbit fur and long blonde hair with bangs. Of course that sounds completely disgusting today, and I would never wear rabbit fur. But back then, it was the shiznit.

There was also another girl named Jennifer, but she went by Jenny. This was a bad deal for me because I used to go by Genny since Genevieve was a super uncool name to have. She was my first frenemy. She was super bouncy and hyper, had really shiny hair, and knew how to flirt with boys. Which of course made her a total beotch in my mind.