[The story begins at the Diaz's's house in the morning. Laser Puppies is snoring until the alarm horn blows. Star's blanket flies off but reveals a box for Star's body, a fork for the nose, and two potatoes for the feet.]
Star: [laughs] Nice try, "alarmy," but you've got to get up pretty early to wake me up on "picture day!"
Laser Puppies: Arf. [crawls under Star's blanket]
Star: Now, if you'll excuse me, Puppies, I must go make myself picturesque. [cut to her putting a vacuum on her face then using a rolling pin to make her face shine. Then she gets spit on her purple socks. Next, she put on her sea green dress outfit and uses a white crayon for his teeth. She puts on a black wig and then she turns it into The Beatles' hairstyle, then a Jamaican hairstyle, and shaves it off] Perfect! I'm ready. Whoo-hoo!
Laser Puppies: Arf.
Star: [humming until a piece of grass lands on her; he then gasps loudly and peels it off, leaving a green residue on her clothes] Fine, fine, not to worry, no problem. [goes back to the Diaz's house and repeats what he did earlier] I'm ready, again!
Laser Puppies: Arf?
Star: It's time to take a corrective approach. [grabs an umbrella and goes outside again] Good morning Brittney! I'd love to stop and chat right now, but it's Picture Day. Whoa! [gets grabbed by the claw of a garbage truck and dumped into the pile of garbage in the back of the truck. Umbrella opens more trash and Brittney laughs. Star spits out a trash bag and then cuts to Star changing again. This time, Star brings the trash bin to the garbage truck claw and then walks to school again]
Star: Still looking good, Star, and Echo Creek Academy is just around the corner. [crowd is screaming and running away]
Harold: Take cover! The teenagers, they've been let out of school and they're pelting us with balloons filled with... [gets hit with a balloon that leaves a red pile of goo on his back; Star tastes it]
Star: Ketchup?
Harold: Save yourself, kid! [Fred runs by in the background, yelling in fear] I'm finished! [Star runs away while dodging all the balloons; she hides behind a dumpster but there is a kid waiting for her with a ketchup bottle]
Teenager: Gotcha!
Star: Wait, wait, don't squirt! Please, you've got to spare me. I've got picture day today.
Teenager: Oh, pictures, huh? Well, let me help you with your makeup, HAH! [squirts ketchup at Star but Star blocks the ketchup with his tongue and jumps away; more teenagers run towards Star but he notices a hot dog stand and hides on the top where the giant hot dog is posing as a slice of cheese]
Star: Well, I'm not sure how I did it, but I... [gets squirted with ketchup by an old man who missed his hot dog]
Old Man: Fiddlesticks, missed again. [cut to Star changing again]
Star: And now, as an extra precaution to keep me looking shiny and new... [takes out small pink bottle labeled "Star Gloss" and puts some on his whole body]No grime can penetrate the glossy sheen of... [the gloss starts to sparkle] Star Gloss. [sparkles; dodges everyone by hiding in all places, then she spots the Echo Creek Academy ] There it is. So close, and still so shiny. [the sun comes out and its beams reflect off the gloss and into a truck driver's eyes that causes him to crash and spill water on Star, making the gloss come off] Hey, it's just water. [a truck filled with stamps crashes and spills stamps all over Star] Aww! Stamps?! [she tries taking them off but a truck spills oatmeal all over Star] Oatmeal! [a truck filled with glue spills all over Star] Glue. [shows all the crashed trucks; cut to Star just finished taking a shower after brushing all the stuff off her Star wear the green dress outfit then Ferguson and Marco come to Star room]
Ferguson: Hey, Star.
Star: Ferguson, a little privacy here.
Ferguson: Oh, sorry, Star. I just came over to borrow some jelly.
Star: Well, go ahead. I am late for picture day, and I just can't seem to get to school without being covered by unsightly debris. If only I had a sealed barrier to protect me from the filth of the outside world. Ferguson: I have a solution. [licks up all the jelly]
Star and Marco: Ew!
Ferguson: Ah. I have solved my hunger problem.
Star: That's it! [jumps in the jar] This jelly jar will insulate me from the dirty dregs of Echo Creek . If you don't mind,
Ferguson, we don't have much time. [Marco and Ferguson runs to Echo Creek Academy and in to the gymnasium with Star still in the jar]
Ferguson: We're here. Hey, what did I bring jelly for?
Star: Uh, Ferguson...
Ferguson: Oh, yeah. I was gonna put it on this peanut butter taco. Marco: Nobody put peanut butter on a taco
Star: No, no, no, no, no,
Ferguson! I'm not jelly, I'm not jelly! Marco:
Ferguson wait this is not jelly it [is poured into the taco] Star.
Ferguson: Huh?! Star, get out of my taco! [Star stands up; the taco shell goes down her face; Star looks down to see that she is covered in peanut butter; she cries] What's the matter, Star?
Star: Ferguson, I just wanted to take a decent picture today because someday, I will graduate from Echo Creek Academy l and I don't want to be remembered as the guy covered in peanut butter and taco shells! [continues sniveling]
Miss Skullnick: Oh, there you are! [takes Star inside; Ferguson licks his taco. Meanwhile, the photographer is taking another lady's picture]
Photographer: Say cheese. [takes the picture]
Mrs. Skullnick: And here's the last one. Now, just give a nice smile to the camera, Star.
Star: Wait, can I go home and change first?
Photographer: No time. Say cheese.
Star: [sobbing] Cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese!
Photographer: Quit that moody brooding. This will clean you up. [takes a hose and sprays the peanut butter off with water] Don't snivel like that. A winner doesn't snivel. Try putting this on. [Star puts on a green outfit] This is it. Now you are looking like a winner. [Star cries when she looks at her outfit]
Miss Skullnick: Star, please stop crying so he can take the picture.
Photographer: Do not worry, Miss Skullnick. I brought Pearlie.
Star: I can't stop crying!
Photographer: [opens up his briefcase that has a giant pair of dentures in it] This will make you smile, yeah, whether you want to or not. [puts the giant teeth in Star's mouth] Now say cheese.
Star: Cheese. [picture is taken. Later at the Diaz's house] There I am. [looking at his "Cautious Memories" book] Hey, I don't look so bad after all! [everyone in the book is smiling like her]