SUMMARY:

Betrayed and insulted by her own best friend, Hermione decided she had to show them just how hot and sexy she could really be. As she succeed, everything seemed perfect, until Draco Malfoy, the school famous playboy (who's also Hermione's foe), claiming her for himself. Moreover, what's with Pansy Parkinson, the evil (ex) sexy goddess of the school being all so friendly to Hermione and wanted to be BFF?

This is a HIGHSCHOOL fic, not set in Hogwarts nor in the magical world. Every one is just a normal high school student, living in muggle world.

Rated M for mature audiences (mature languages and scenes)

Apologies for my grammar, cause I'm not an 'English first language' speaker. As, this is my very first fic, dont be so harsh on me, drop encouraging reviews.

I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1

Comparison

Every pair of eyes was on her. Her long silky blonde hair sways from left to right. Her face is like that of an angel. Yes, she is beautiful. Not just beautiful, but hot. Her cleavage was showing and it made all the guys in the cafeteria dropping their jaws and the way her toned hips swayed made them having perverted thoughts and aroused.

Not just her, there were her two followers walking alongside of her. The one on her left, Luna Lovegood and on the other side Lavender Brown. The three of them were very well known as goddess of the school, the evil type of goddess to be precise.

Luna Lovegood is the youngest of them all. She might be a little strange and somewhat of a psychic, but she's hot and that's what matters to the boys. On the other hand, Lavender Brown was very well known as the blabber mouth. Her father have share for the school and she could do whatever she likes, whenever she pleases to who ever she wants. But of course the boys liked her too, fortune and beauty included. They assumed, she got the biggest 'titties' among the plastics trio. What worst, these three were not just any pretty faces. They are considered as the worst female races God had ever created. At least Luna was too stupid and strange to be too mean, she didn't seem to care at all what Pansy or Lavender did or do, she just simply followed whatever the two ask her to do. Their evil mastermind had always been Pansy. Lavender had always been the group source of information, because she knew almost everything that happened in the entire school.

Hermione sneered at the sight of the three golden girls. What the heck do they think they are?

Don't get her wrong! She's not jealous. She was just simply…disgusted on why would those girls putting on that kind of clothing to school! Good Merlin, this is a place to study, not a place to sell one self!

"Why do they always have to wear those skimpy clothes? They are showing themselves too much, don't you guys agree with me?" Hermione asked as she dipped a spoon of mashed potato into her mouth.

There was no reply, it's like the two boys sitting with her in that very round table had been vanished into thin air.

She looked up at her two so called best friends, who had been ignoring her. The two were drooling over those three inappropriate chicks. "Harry? Ron?" she frowned as she tried getting their attention, but still no luck. She then pulled each of the boy's ears, hard enough to make them screamed in pain.

Gripping their reddened ear both yelled, "HERMIONE!"

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" Ron added.

"You two haven't been listening to me and you deserved it!" Hermione huffed. "I can't believe you two fell over heels for those…" she pointed her finger at Pansy and her group, "…those skanks!"

Harry and Ron growled in unison, "God, Hermione! You are just so jealous of them. They might be mean, but look at them!" Harry pointed out.

Ron nodded as he added, "You can't blame us 'Mione. We are teenage boys after all… High school teenage boys with raging hormones and that kind of stuff…" he eyed Pansy's hot physique from head to toe, "…is just our greatest fantasy!" he sighed.

"I'm not jealous and I'll never be! How could you wear something as uncomfortable as that when you come to school? I can't believe that hasn't been banned! And what I can't believe most is, you guys are pathetically aroused by the sight of that!" Hermione argued.

"Geez Hermione, what is your problem?" Harry sighed and again Ron nooded.

"Yeah…You always said the same thing, every single time you saw them passing you by. We know well, they did insult you, by calling you beaver or chipmunk or stuff, but there's no need for that 'Mione, really. You should take a chill pill for yourself."

"Oh My God, Ronald! Thats not the point! Why do you guys always have to defend them? What on earth is so good about them? They are nothing but a pack of mean girls! Look at what they wear! Inappropriate and unacceptable as high school students. They should be wearing proper clothes like I do." She pointed down on her red plain t-shirt and baggy jeans, including her white old running sneakers.

Both Harry and Ron was laughing in tears "Wow, 'Mione, No offence but, you could be very thick headed for a smart girl." Harry responded.

"Now you call me thick headed, huh? Are you even my friends now?"

"Cut the crap 'Mione, we had enough of your nagging! And just face it will you? You are so angry just because you are not as hot as them. You are a goody goody with no sense of style, even though you are the smartest girl in school, you didn't get as much attention as they did and you are obviously jealous. To top that, you are very controlling and bossy to almost everyone you know and that's just a turn off!" Ron snapped.

Hermione was furious. How dare her own best friends spat those harsh words on her and she swears she could feel her face was boiled with rage and anger. She could feel smoke coming out of her ears and her breath was going unsteady. "So, you are saying I have no sense of style huh? A goody goody you say? And couldn't get much attention? Controlling? Bossy?" she murmured angrily under her breath. "I'LL SHOW YOU!" she yelled at both of her ex-bestfriends as she got up of her chair and stomping her feet out of the cafeteria towards the ladies room.

"Err…Ron. I know what you just said to Hermione is true, but that is the harshest comment I'd ever heard anyone ever said to her. I bet she wouldn't take this well." Harry said.

"Nah… Don't worry, she'll be fine." Ron answered indifferently and took another bite on his cheese burger.

She washed her face with cool water as soon as she got into the ladies room. She looked at herself in the huge mirror and panted heavily from running.

True what Ronald said. She's not hot or sexy at all. But, she still has pretty face. Even so, guys still prefer a sexy girl with style, not a bossy old school pretty face with a smart brain.

That's it! All she has to do is to be like Pansy Parkinson, but a smart one, and she will definitely be able turn on for every male. Oh sure it angered her, when those two good for nothing ex best friends of hers said those kinds of things to her face, defending those skank hoes. Yet again, they might be true and she'll show them just how sexy and a turn on she can be. But God! She still couldn't take those harsh words Ron said to her. Tears started flowing down from her eyes across her cheek. How could her friends being so mean to her, this is so unfair! How could they! Then she decided. She has to show them, show everyone who's the boss and no one could stop her. All those uncomfortable skanky clothing, damn them all, she have to wear them, just to show people she's the boss.

"Hey, where's Hermione?" Harry asked Ron as he looked around the class for his bushy haired friend.

"Looks like Ms punctual is running late." Ron shrugged as he sat down next to Harry.

"She had never been late for class and today for the first time in her life she is and you are not worried at all?" Harry raised a brow.

Ron narrowed his eyes, "For God sake Harry..Chillax! She could take care of herself. No one would even dare to kidnap or attack her. She's the queen of lions."

Harry sighed in defeat. He had a feeling Hermione is crying her eyes out somewhere in this school.

It was fifteen minutes later, when Draco Malfoy saw the know-it-all Hermione Granger, walking into the classroom, late. Everytime he saw her, he just have this tingling urge to throw any kinds of insults on her "Well, well, well…If it's not Ms smarty pants, Hermione Granger, coming late to class. What a rare sight…eh, beaver?"

"Shut your filthy mouth Malfoy!" Hermione hissed as she settled herself on her seat, ignoring Harry and Ron.

Draco Malfoy, is the second human being in her school she hated to bones. All he does was bragged about himself, sleeping around with girls, pulling pranks and spitting insults. Draco Malfoy is a real snob and one of those guys who had been getting on Pansy Parkinson's pants. The two dated for months, until two weeks ago they broke up. According to rumors, that good for nothing Malfoy was caught by Parkinson making out with Astoria Greengrass.

Hermione has to admit, Draco is smart. His grades were just below her, which means he seconds her. He hated Hermione as much as she hated him. He hated Harry and Ron as well. He hates Harry for always been on top him in football and he hated Ron for being Harry's sidekick, and obviously that goes the same to Hermione. She tops him in every subjects and guess what, she was proud of herself, the way she made Draco Malfoy jealous. At least someone gets jealous of her.

Something hit Hermione's head and as she turned around, she saw Draco sticking out his tongue at her. She looked down on the floor, looking for the object he used to throw at her and there it was a ball of crumbled paper, how childish. She glared at the blonde boy, but decided to just ignore him and try not to be immature. Until second crumbled paper was thrown, then came the third one, then came the fourth, the fifth, the sixth… She had enough!

She got up of her chair and rose up her hand like she'd always do whenever she got an answer in her head, "Ms McGonagall! Mr Malfoy is being immature and childish. He had been throwing crumbled papers on me when I'm trying to concentrate on the lesson!"

The older female who was standing in front of the class frowned in annoyance at Draco. "Mr Malfoy! You'll have to sit for detention after school for your uncivilized behavior. Stop bothering Ms Granger or I'll have to extend your detention period for a week long."

Hermione giggled in satisfaction as she heard Draco's growl. She could feel his death glare, even without looking back at him. Who cares…what a jerk.

She was glad she wasn't in the same class with Parkinson. She would have to face another problem if she was. Draco Malfoy was more than enough for her to handle.

The rest of the day went by sooner than Hermione thought. She had successfully avoided Harry and Ron and quickly went to the shopping mall after school and used up her saving for new clothing and make over. Tomorrow, everyone's going to see the new Hermione Granger. All the boys are going to fall all over hells for her, while the girls would eat their heart out of jealousy.