See the Sights [Mew, Open]

"BYE!!!!" Midge sing~songed as she waved wildly at Sam. She smiled to herself. Apathetic people were really actually her favorite kind. Rich snobs were both rich AND snobby, goths and emos were a bit too full of what they thought of the world for her, shy people were adorable and fun to prank, but made you feel SUPER guilty when they cried afterward, Peppy people were down right annoying (Midge was getting used to Mew, though), Class Clowns were idiots, Book-smart people had an awful knack for getting back at Midge and Radical Activists should see peppy people (Two lines prior). Apathy was a gift, in Midge's eyes, for it held a wonderful loss of any caring in the world! Apathetic people just got steamed when she trolled and shut up afterwards! Sometimes they even got back at her, but their commonly lazy disposition left for a rather easy and avoidable trap, unlike those god dang intelligent kids with Engineering Degrees. Besides, she sympathized with them. After all, who else was quite as hypocritical and selfish as a troll besides one who cares only for feeding and sleeping? OR was quite as thinking purely in stereotypes? God, Midge loved being an asset. (Ha ha! Asset.) It really felt like her duty (Ha ha! Duty.) to act like such a jerk sometimes. After all, where would white knights, super heroes and police officers (Or for that matter, Attorneys!) be without a bad guy?
Realizing that she'd left Melissa just standing there most of this time, she turned to tell her some of this epiphany she just had. Sadly, above Melissa's head was a clock and that clock told her that it was time for lunch. The extreme knowledge she had just acquired would have to wait.
"See ya!" she waved as she skipped down to the lunch hall, where she had no doubt in her mind that Mister Samuel Norton would be eating. Good frickin' lord, she loved being an asset.