The Clones have identical, strictly fashionable wardrobes but fashionable in a grown-up way: cardies not hoodies. Definitely not leather jackets. They hang about in big groups gossiping and bitching. To them it’s a huge joke and though they don’t mean any harm, they do hurt people. This is the most popular order.
The Chaffs (as I call them) hang around at bus stops drinking and smoking - and bitching. Their fashion in the extreme is: mini-shorts, high heels, bulky coats and make-up. (Maybe a leather jacket.) They don’t quite pull it off and just look vulgar. Their bitching isn’t a joke - they mean harm and they are good at it. This is the hated order, although also popular because people are scared of them. Strangely, the Clones and the Chaffs get on quite well.
The Unknown are just that - unknown. Not worth knowing, in other words. The Unknown are anyone who doesn’t belong to either the Clones or the Chaffs. Most Unknown hang about on the fringes of the either group, usually the Chaffs, hoping to become Chaffs themselves!
Indeed, I could join the Chaffs if I wanted - if I go and buy their alcohol for them. I look older, apparently.
It’s different for boys. They hang around together playing football or basketball. It’s harder to tell which order they belong to, but it’s usually the one their girlfriend is in.
© Published in December 2008 issue of the Rendezvous magazine
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