Aphrodite in Modern Day High-School

She struts past me

flips her hair over a shoulder

Her skin is dull with powder

Her eyes lined with black

She looks behind 

Makes sure her companions are following

Keeps walking

Glares at girls prettier then her

For her life is a fashion show

For her everything can be solved

With bribery, money

She will start a catfight

And then pretend to be above it all

She is Aphrodite.