Hilary Duff

Hilary Duff had a weird rivalry with Lindsay in the 00s and I’d quite like to revive that rivalry.

Outside my office, I found her.

“Miss Duff, what are you doing here?” I asked her.

“I was sent to you for punishment,” she said.

“And so you should be,” I said. “You have violated the school dress code in multiple ways. You skirt is too tight and too short, and you are showing too much cleavage. Each of those violations is a week’s detention plus additional punishment.”

Unlike Lindsay, who I have made into a good girl gone bad, Hilary was a detention regular who knew better than to argue with me. She walked into my office and sat down next to Lohan.

“What are you doing here, Lindsay?” she asked. “Detention was supposed to be the one place I could get away from you.”

“I’ve been a bad girl,” Lindsay admitted.

“Both of you should know that talking during detention is not allowed.” I said sternly. “You both need further punishment.”