After last period Jeanette was trying to walk out of the school building without running into anyone she knew including Simon. Jeanette was almost out of the building when she collided into the open door of Simon's locker. The chipmunks herd a loud thud and turned around to see his girlfriend on the ground. She moaned.

"Oh my gosh! Jeanette sweetie, are you okay?" Simon asked. He knelt down next to her and picked her head up off the ground. Her eyes fluttered open to see Simon in front of her.

"Yeah I think so honey." She moaned as Simon rubbed her head. He pulled her up as she kissed his cheek.

"Are you sure because I think you left a dent in my locker?" Jeanette let out a small chuckle. "You want me to walk you home. You look sort of dazed."

"Oh that's alright. I'm fine; you know I trip all the time. You know I'm clumsy." She giggled.

"Yeah. You are quite the train wreck." Simon chuckled.

"What?"

"You know, someone who's clumsy, always breaking things." Simon paused. "Someone who is…crazy." She playfully hit him in the side. "Just the way I like them." She smiled and looked at her feet.

"I'll see you later." She turned and let out a huff of air when she got outside. Jeanette took the long way home. She had a lot of thinking to do.

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Jeanette's mind was weighed down with thoughts as she made her way home. She couldn't get Simon's words out of her head. 'Train wreck…just the way I like them' but was it the way she liked herself. She wanted to be the best version of herself and loved by more than just Simon and her sisters. Until a few days ago she had never even had a boyfriend let alone kiss a boy. And why? Because she never had bothered to put on a skirt, wear makeup, or wear designer cloths. Mrs. Miller had always told the girls that presentation was everything. But what happened to it's what's on the inside that matters? She figured that if they were not attracted to the outside that thy would never want to get to know the inside. Like a butterfly. Since the cocoon is unattractive, nobody really would know that there was a beautiful butterfly inside waiting to show its potential. It was her time to open up. Jeanette turned into her driveway and opened the door to find Brittany and Eleanor sitting on the couch watching a movie.

"Hi Jeanette, where have-"Jeanette cut the two off.

"I want a makeover." She stated quickly. Brittany and Eleanor gave each other smiles as they took Jeanette by the hands and lead her upstairs.

"I knew you would come around sooner or later!" Brittany squealed. "Trust me you won't regret this."

'I hope so' Jeanette thought. Brittany and Eleanor had Jeanette stand up in their bedroom as they paced around her wondering what look to give her. After a good 15 minutes of taking notes and mumbling to each other. The three had decided the perfect look for her: A modern Sandy from Grease, leather mini-micro skirts, high red stilettos, and lots of makeup, a sexy voice, and plenty of tank and crop tops. Plus, no glasses and perfectly curled hair. They began immediately.

First, Eleanor help Jeanette with her face and hair while Brittany looked for outfits. Jeanette sat in Brittany's vanity chair as Eleanor showed her different mascaras, lip sticks, blush, eye shadows, and nail polishes.

"For your look we should go for sparkly reds, browns, and hot pinks. But fist, do you remember where you put those contact lenses that Mrs. Miller gave you?" Eleanor asked.

"In the bathroom, top cabinet on the right." Jeanette instructed. Eleanor quickly began digging into the cabinets until she found Jeanette's unused contacts. Jeanette took her glasses off and carefully placed them in her eyes. She blinked. Everything was so clear and colorful! She had never seen this clearly. Maybe this makeover would work for her.

"Perfect." Eleanor gazed. "Now you can see your pretty green eyes. Now let's begin with the makeup." Eleanor began with a base. Jeanette had fairly even skin so she only needed a light color in only a few places. After the base was done, she applied a light pinkish and brown blush. Jeanette thought that was a silly idea since she blushed every time Simon kissed her in public or she fell on her butt. This was quite often. So Eleanor reduced it to a soft brown. Next was the lips. To make them shiny and bold Eleanor had put on red lip stick and a shiny coating of lip gloss and plumper over it. She gave Jeanette an extra tube of pink lip stick in case she wanted a change. After that there was the eyes. Eleanor had put on two coats of mascara on Jeanette's eyes and metallic pink eye shadow. To finish it off she gave Jeanette lovely French tips and painted her toes pink. She looked gorgeous. Jeanette looked in the vanity mirror to see a beautiful brunette staring back at her in shock. She couldn't believe that the girl was her.

"I knew you had potential but this is crazy!" Eleanor exclaimed. "You look even better than I thought you would and were not even anywhere near done." Just than, Brittany walked in the room with about a half dozen skirts in her arms.

"Hey what size skirt do you…" her voice trailed off when she saw Jeanette's face. "Whoa!" Jeanette just shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "Okay Cinderella, let's go pick out your outfit." She motioned for Jeanette to follow as Ellie cleaned up all of the makeup.

Jeanette looked at her bed which was covered in little outfits. Literally, all of the skirts were no longer than 6 inches and the tops were either a crop top, tube top, or just a practically see through tank. As Jeanette was scanning the bed for an outfit, Brittany came out of her closet with three pairs off shoes. One were black high heeled boots that would probably go up to Jeanette's knees, the second were a pair of thick heeled blue stilettos with a flower by the toe, and the third was a pair of red opened toed heels. They all were pretty high.

"Are you kidding me?" Jeanette asked. "I'll fall and break my nose with those."

Brittany rolled her blue eyes. "These are the only shoes that will work with your look. Besides, no offence but these are way cuter that those sneakers that your always wearing." Brittany noticed worry in Jeanette's eyes. "Don't worry before school tomorrow I'll teach you how to walk in them. I promise, by tomorrow you'll be walking like a model."

Jeanette sighed. "I'll guess I'll take the red ones. But if I fall and break my face, you're paying for my hospital room and medical bill."

Brittany chuckled. "I'll take that chance. So what outfit are you wearing?"

"I'm not sure. I'm going to need some help here." Just that Eleanor walked into the room.

"We'll you have come to the right place."

In about and hour the three had decided on the perfect outfit for Jeanette. A lacy navy blue tank top from Hollister, a micro mini black leather skirt, and the red heels she had picked. Last but not least was her hair.

"NO!" Jeanette shouted as she sat in the bathroom, listening to Brittany and Eleanor's idea to give Jeanette blond highlights and give her layers. Not to mention cut her hair from down her back to just below her underarms.

"But Jeanette," Eleanor pleaded. "Just trust us. We know what were doing."

"But I love my hair! And I don't think that you guys are exactly qualified for giving highlights and layers." She mumbled.

Brittany put her hand on Jeanette's shoulder. "To complete this makeover you have to take risks. Trust me, you'll look hot when were done. Trust me." She said softly.

Jeanette sighed a sigh of defeat. "Fine! But please not to blonde and not to short." She warned.

Jeanette was lead over to a chair and sat down, nervous as ever. She pulled her hair to the front and gripped it one last time. She sighed once more and that flipped it back. "Let's just get this over with." She gulped. "Do your worst." She said over dramatically.

Brittany and Eleanor rolled their eyes. Eleanor began cutting Jeanette's hair. One by one, clumps of Jeanette's brown main fell to the floor. She had her head down and eyes closed and praying that this would turn out well. After, enough hair had fallen to the floor to make a wig; the two decided it was time for the highlights. Brittany took a bottle of dye from the counter and stuck a q-tip looking tool in the bottle. She took a piece of Jeanette's newly cut hair and ran the q-tip through it from top to bottom. She did about twenty of them until she was done. She turned Jeanette to face the mirror.

"Oh snap!" was all Jeanette could say. She was gorgeous! Simon would be so surprised! She got up from the chair and gave each of her sisters a big bear hug.

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Glad that we could help. Personally, you look amazing!" Eleanor complimented.

"I just hope Simon thinks so." Jeanette wished. Just than the girls herd Mrs. Miller's voice from the living room.

"Quick! Put on your cloths. Mrs. Miller should see the new you."

Jeanette ran to the closet and pulled out the cloths that Brittany and she picked out. Meanwhile, Britt and Ellie told Mrs. Miller to take a seat on the couch. She was curious to see what this was all about. Brittany and Ellie stood on either sides of the stairs.

"Presenting the new and improved, Jeanette Miller." They announced.

Jeanette slowly crept down the stairs to see Mrs. Miller staring in shock at the super model that was her daughter.

"Girls, why is there a super model in the living room?" Jeanette blushed. YOU CAN SEE HER OUTFIT ON MY PROFILE! PLEASE COMENT ON THAT!

"That's no model…that's Jeanette"

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