Spot The Slut?

My younger sister and I just spent the night life-guarding an annual 6th grade graduation party at the pool. Suicidal thoughts were had. In order to make the experience of a few hours babysitting twelve year old street rats bearable we invented a little game...
"Spot The Slut?" is simple. You pick out the trashiest preteen skank and observe her all night while trying to fight off hysterical laughter. Then just pose the question to the others playing the game; if they guess correctly, everyone gets to laugh! The tall one with the rainbow peace symbol on her right breast was a strong candidate for me, but the field of potentials became foggy and overrun when they gathered by the DJ's party van for a hula-hoop contest. In the end there could be only one:
Braces [x]
Baby fat [x]
Pink/zebra striped bikini (no tits) [x]
Self-esteem [ ]
A future [ ]
DING DING DING! We have a winner! Oh man, I think she's talked her friends into dancing on the benches...yup! Watch 'em go, it's like a race to see who gets high school pregnant first! Tell DJ-I'm-A-Total-Creep to play a more fucked-to-death top 40's dance hit, I don't want this to end.

...Scratch that. I totally do.