Artemis POV

I was walking down the hallway minding my own business when I bumped into someone. I fell and my books scattered everywhere. I picked my books hoping that the person would just leave and not make fun of me or threaten me for bumping into them.

If you couldn't tell by now, I Artemis Crock was a nerd.

Yup, the one with the dorky glasses, almost no social life and always got good grades. I quickly glanced and saw that I had bumped into Wally West.

He was one of the most popular guys in school. He was amazing in science, an athlete, hot and unlike me he actually had a social life.

He had handed me one of the books I had dropped. I stood up.

"I am so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you! I-I wasn't watching where I was going!" I said quickly.

I had never actually talked to Wally and I didn't know whether he would treat me like the others.

He chuckled.

"It's alright" he said with a smile. He had such white teeth.

I looked at my shoes. Converse-old pair of converse. I looked at his shoes.

Jordan's.

I don't know what kind since I wasn't a shoe head (1) and I didn't have shoe game (2) like everyone else at this school. The only shoes I knew where the ones that Zatanna and Megan said a lot. I internally sighed.

"Well I-I guess I-"

"Hey loser!" someone called out.

I looked up. It was Patricia Moore, the most popular girl in school. She was gorgeous. She had blonde hair with a pink dip dye, ice blue eyes, and her figure was perfect. She always looked perfect and her nails were always the same length.

And today she was wearing a regular short sleeve black shirt under a white sleeveless denim vest, light wash ripped jeans and a pair of Jordan's and the only pair I know, Son of Mars.

Her lips were pink as always she had on black eye shadow making her eyes pop. And her hair was straightened. Her shirt was just tight enough and so were her jeans.

I looked at myself.

A short sleeve buttoned blouse-and not one of those silky ones, black jeans and my old Converse. I had no make-up on what so ever, my nails had clear nail polish on them and my boring blonde hair was in a braid. And then there were my glasses sitting undisturbed on my face.

Patricia already had a boyfriend and she always made sure the 'popular' people didn't hang out with 'nerds' like me.

I looked down.

"You better not be talking to Wally, he's way outta your league. And next time watch where you're going!" she yelled.

"Bitch" I muttered under my breath.

"What did you say?" she asked sternly

"N-n-nothing" I said quickly.

"That's what I thought, come on Wally. Danny and the others are waiting for us at lunch" she said.

Did I mention she was a total bitch? But no one did anything because most people wanted to be popular or get into her pants.

She walked away, the whole time not hearing a word from Wally.

I sighed and slowly went to my locker to put my stuff away and slowly walked to lunch. I found my two only friends Megan Morroz and Zatanna Zatara.

I still didn't understand why they were my friends.

They were popular until they started hanging out with me. Patricia told them not to but they did anyways, that's why Patricia hates the two. But they were still really popular.

And I'm pretty sure that's why anyone would know my name-because of them two.

Zatanna had black usually wavy black hair and dark blue eyes. She was wearing a white ¾ quarter shirt, dark denim jeans, and Jordan 7's Olympic colors.

She loved those shoes like she loved her own dog.

Today her hair was curled and her almond nails were red expect her index finger and ring finger, they were flowered.

Megan had red straight hair and had auburn colored eyes and freckles.

She was also wearing a white shirt but it was long sleeved paired with a light denim Abercrombie & Fitch vest, light wash pants and timberland boots. She had almond nails too but they wear plain white.

"So how was your day?" Megan asked.

"How do you think it was?" I replied flatly.

They didn't say anything.

"Artemis, all you need to do-"

All of a sudden I felt someone wet and cold on my hair. Patricia had come out of nowhere and poured her ice tea on my head.

Everyone in the cafeteria started laughing except for Zatanna and Megan. I ran out of the cafeteria barely able to see anything with the tears in my eyes.

Megan POV

This bitch!

How could she do that to Artemis? Artemis never bothered her and she was always so mean to her.

"What the hell was that!?" Zatanna yelled standing up.

Patricia cocked her head.

"What? It's not like I messed anything up. In fact her hair looked better with iced tea in it" she said and again everyone laughed.

"You need to calm the fuck down" I said.

Zatanna and I ran out of the cafeteria to look for Artemis.

Artemis POV

I was now sitting in on the bathroom floor crying my eyes out. I don't even know what I did to them. In fact I always tried to be anywhere those popular kids were not.

I heard the bathroom door open.

"Artemis…" Zatanna said.

"Don't mind her" Megan said.

"Yeah she's just jealous" Zatanna said.

I looked up. "Jealous of what? What do I have that she doesn't?" I asked.

"A brain" Zatanna and Megan said at the same time.

I smiled.

"Now wipe those tears" Megan said patting me on the thigh.

I wiped my face with my arm and we all stood up.

"Hey guys…do you guys have anything to do after school?" I asked.

They turned to me.

"Why?" Zatanna asked.

"Because I need you two to help me get a makeover" I said.

(1)-Someone who loves shoes whether boots, sneakers or heels but in this story it's someone in love with sneakers

(2)-Someone who has shoe game has a lot of the latest shoes like Jordan, Nikes or even Ugg boots