Tommy Quincy was the most popular kid in school.

"What's up Tommy!"

"Hey man," he said, bumping fists with the guy.

He had the clothes, the money, the cars.

"Hey Tommy!"

"Hey Susie, looking good today!" he said with a sly grin on his face.

He was captain of the football and a straight A student.

But most importantly, he went out with Sadie Johnson, the most popular girl in school.

All the girls wanted to be her, and all the guys wanted to date her.

But Tommy was lucky enough to have her.

Until now.

Well actually until a few days ago. But the words were still etched in his mind.

"It's over."

No explaination, no nothing.

It was just...over.

And he couldn't get over her.

"Man, you gotta stop moping around!" said Kwest.

"Look man, I'm fine, okay!" Tommy shot back definsively.

"Obvioulsy you're not man...don't let that girl get to you!"

"She hasn't got to me..."

Kwest stared at Tommy in disbelief.

"Then explain why the last two days you've been moping around talking about...Sadie this, and Sadie that. C'mon man! I know you can't get better than her but come on now!"

Kwest knew exactly was he was doing. He knew Tommy wouldn't turn down a challenge.

He knew if he said Tommy couldn't get better, Tommy would say otherwise.

"I can't get better?" Tommy said while pointing a finger to his chest.

"No," Kwest said while smiling.

"How do you figure that?" Tommy asked.

"Look, Sadie is the most popular girl school, and the hottest. No girl can compete."

Tommy stifled a laugh.

"I could turn any girl into Sadie...she's nothing."

Now it was Kwest's turn to laugh.

"This sounds like a bet, Quincy."

"I could Kwest, it's not that difficult. Hell, I could turn any girl into prom queen."

Kwest exploded with laughter.

"Ok, ok Tommy. Obvioulsy you're dillusional from your break up with Sadie."

"Kwest man, I'm serious. I could." Tommy said while poping his collar.

"Put you're money where your mouth then Quincy. I pick a girl, you turn her into prom queen. She doesn't win, then I win. Deal?"

"You pick the girl?" Tommy asked skeptically.

"Look, you said any girl."

"Deal," Tommy said while shaking Kwest's hand.

Jude Harrison was walking down the halls of Carson Hills High School with her best friend Jamie.

Pretty much her only friend.

At Carson Hills, Jude was known as the pock rocker girl with a guitar and a bad attitude.

But she didn't have a bad attitude.

She perferred to call herself...sassy.

She went to her locker to get her books out..

Her locker which unfortunately was placed next to Sadie's.

They hated each other.

Not that Sadie even considered Jude a person.

She was too on the popularity chain.

Sadie just hated the fact that...that...thing never bowed down to her like every other girl there.

"Ugh, Harrison...you're breathing my air!" Sadie smirked as Jude opened her locker.

"Well Sadie, I'm pretty sure you have enough of it in that big ol' head of yours!" Jude shot back, causing Jamie to squirm.

Sadie crossed her arms.

"Look," she said while shoving her fingers into Jude's shoulder, "don't mess with me."

"Maybe I want to," Jude shot back while shoving Sadie to the ground, causing Jamie to hold Jude back.

And Kwest had been watching the whole time.

"Tommy...there's your girl. Carson Hills' next prom queen...Jude Harrison."