Randy Cunningham

At school, you were a quiet, reserved, intelligent girl—a nerd, so to speak. You didn't talk to anyone, and the whole class knew you as weird. You always had your hair up, but your bun was messy. You wore big glasses, a dark pink sweatshirt, and baggy black pants. Everyone knew you like that: the typical weirdo. But one day, you showed up looking completely different at a party they hadn't wanted to invite you to. Randy's mom had forced him to invite you. Your hair was down and styled, your makeup natural, you wore a short, tight black dress that showed off your figure, heels, earrings—you were practically a different person. Nobody recognized you, and everyone wondered who you were, even a boy who used to tease you for being weird, Randy Cunningham.