Ella sat me down on the couch.

"First of all were going to dress you up.."

"WHAT?!"

"Oh, calm down, I'm calling in the best we can."

"WHAT?!"

"My friend Nudge. She lives across the street."

"You have got to be kidding." I said.

"Oh calm down." She then looked at me, "Then we'll do your hair."

"Ugghhh!" I sighed.

"Look, it'll get the boy's attention, is that not what you want?!" She said.

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" I said slapping my hand over her mouth again.

"I don't want anyone to know I'm doing this for him!" I yelled. This was so unlike me.

"You just have to trust me." Ella said.

The next day they woke me up at 6 in the morning to get me ready for school which starts at 11.

Nudge was this gorgeous girl with Mocha skin. She had long black hair that was streaked with pink in her bangs. She wore a short dress with a belt around the middle and heels.

"I feel like I'm playing lifesized Barbie!" She giggled. My eyes got huge, "Wait! That's not what I meant, you see what I meant is that I feel like I'm doing you hair and dressing you. And wow I didn't make that any better, you know when you say something and you're just like, 'Wow I wish I hadn't said that'?"

"That must happen to you a lot..." I muttered, and Ella busted out laughing.

"But anyway Ella told me you don't like doing your hair and crap so I totally understand, I mean I get it, some girls don't like to and-"

"Beep. Beep. Beep." I said, pressing her arm repetitively.

"What are you...?"

"Oh I'm sorry, just trying to find the off switch." I said, which made Ella drop everything she was doing and collapse on the floor laughing. We watched her roll around a bit then they got to doing my hair.

By the time they were done it was out of its normal wavy mess and looked, actually pretty nice. It was curly and they did half up half down, french braided across the top.

Then came the clothes. They put me into a white dress with huge heels.

"How am I supposed to walk in these?!" I said. They looked at me like I was stupid then laughed.

They then put a pink belt underneath my chest. and threw me a white fedora with a pink ribbon wrapped around it and tossed me a pink backpack.

Then came my least favorite part. Make up.

It was torture. My face was being tortured. Someone should arrest blush and foundation.

"And who would've thought this was all in her room?" Ella said.

"Not me thats for sure..." Nudge laughed.

"Well lets eat breakfast then head off to school." Ella shrugged and walked out.

I felt butterflies in my stomach.

Walking into school I wish I could've videoed the reactions.

These girls that used to give me looks of pity gave me looks of approval, and some jealousy. Boys' eyes grew big. And then came walking to my locker. Where of course the two were making out. This time they were walking toward the janitor's closet, Fang's hand reached toward's Lissa's button on her pants when- He stopped dead in his tracks.

"M-Max?" He said.

I looked up at him, as if I totally hadn't been watching him, "Hm?"

"J-Just... Wanted to know that was you..." He muttered.

"Uh-huh..." I said sounding confused. Fang was reaching in his locker when a boy I knew walked up behind me. His name was Sam. He was probably the hottest guy in my school... Next to Fang... And probably is the nicest, smartest, and coolest guy in my school... Next to Fang.

"Hey Max!" He said chipperly.

"Oh, hey Sam!" I smiled at him. Fang had a look of... Was the anger?

"Hey, so I was wondering, a couple of friends and I are going to a movie tomorrow, wanna come? Afterwards we can ditch 'em and run for ice cream!" He said, chuckling.

I could practically see the fury in Fang's eyes when I said, "I'd love to!"

"Do you even know him?" Fang asked sitting next to me at lunch.

"Who are you talking about?" I said as if I didn't know.

"You know!" Fang said, becoming frustrated. He was fuming which was a side I'd never seen of him.

"Sorry I thought you were referring to yourself. Who honestly, I don't think I know anymore." I reared my chair back which slammed into someone.

"Watch it, bitc-... Oh it's you." Lissa said, acting all chipper at the end.

"Yeahh... Surprise! I eat!" I said stomping away to my sister.

Ella looked up from her meal.

"So did he notice you?" Ella asked.

"Hell, freaking, yeah he did. Why the hell do you think I'm so angry?" I fumbled with my sandwich wrapper.

"Shiiiiiittt, what he do?" She asked.

"Got mad at me."

"Why?"

"Accepted a date with Sam." I said finally getting my sandwich unwrapped.

Ella started choking,"Sam, WHO?!" She said.

"... Dwyer."

Ella choked some more.

"He asked you out?! SAM DWYER ASKED YOU OUT?!"

By now the entire lunch room was looking at me.

"Whats the big deal?"

"He's probably the best guy in school! Forget Fang! You've got Sam fricking Dwyer."

"Ohh, Ella..." I said sighing.

"But what are you going to wear?"