You were a conventionally unattractive girl, your sophomore year. The typical, nerdy looking type that didn't have any friends. You had bad acne, braces, and well, you had scoliosis. You were awkward and super shy. It wasn't great for you. You were constantly teased and bullied.

One of those bullies was Johhny Lawrence. He and his buddies would call you names and let you know how absolutely ugly you were. You decided you were done with this bullshit. As soon as school was out, you focused on yourself all summer. Daddy had money, so you got an entirely new wardrobe as well.

In 1984, your junior year, you came back... beautiful. The typical, pretty, rich girl. That's what you became. You wore tiny skirts and tight tops. You always had lip gloss on and your hair done. You had worn a back brace all summer and worked on walking confidently.

At the beginning of his senior year, Johnny walked into the school and noticed a girl... he didn't recognize standing at her locker, putting books away. He couldn't quite see her face, but he could tell she was pretty. He automatically walked over to talk to her...