Gif: SHAKE THOSE POM-POMS!

INT. SCHOOL CAFETERIA – DAY

DEX, a big, broad-shouldered jock with a pompadour and a nasty smirk, drops into the seat across from IVY, a shy nerd girl wearing glasses with red lenses. She flinches at his presence.

DEX: Heeeey, nerd-face! Cool specs. You get those half-price at Dollar Tree?

IVY: (mutters, eyes down) Please just leave me alone, Dex.

DEX: Damn, girl. Dorky glasses, zits... and no boobs! You got it all going on!

DEX spots something sticking out beneath IVY's tray: a torn-out notebook page with a sketch of a cheerleader. He reaches for it but IVY snatches it away, her face flushing pink. DEX laughs.

DEX: Please, don't tell me you're actually daydreaming about joining the squad! They'd never take some little weirdo like you. You got no pom-poms to shake!

IVY closes her eyes for a long moment, hating DEX with every fiber of her being.

IVY: (Quietly) Dexter, you've been making my life hell every day since middle school. But not anymore. Not after today.

DEX looks startled. He's not used to meek little IVY talking back to him. He leans forward, sneering.

DEX: What'd you say to me, nerd-face? If you were a guy, I'd...

He falters, looking dazed. We see his features shift, becoming softer... prettier. Makeup appears on his face, his hair grows longer, his jacket droops on narrowed shoulders. Suddenly, he's a girl. He blinks, clearly sensing something is off but trying not to show it.

DEX: Whatever. I gotta get to practice. Later, loser!

He gets up and struts off, unaware of the new, feminine sway in his hips. IVY lays her sketch flat on the table and we see the full page: beside the drawing of a cheerleader there's a drawing of DEX, and below this there are arcane scribbles with the words TRANSMUTATION SPELL clearly visible. IVY giggles.

IVY: Well, maybe I don't have the body to be a cheerleader... but I know somebody who does!

INT. HALLWAY. DAY.

DEX heads down the hallway and spots a few pretty cheerleaders laughing by the lockers. He smiles confidently, turning on the charm.

DEX: Hello, ladies…

Just before he reaches them his clothes whip away in a swirl of red and white, revealing a cheerleader uniform hugging his curvy new body. A pair of big, fluffy red pom-poms bloom in his hands. His eyes go wide as he looks down at his cleavage almost popping out of the tight top.

DEX: What the..?

The girls turn and give him bright, eager grins.

CHEERLEADER #1: Dexie! There she is!

CHEERLEADER #2: You're almost late for squad practice!

DEX: What?! But... I’m not...

They grab him by the arms, hurrying him along down the hall. He sputters and feebly tries to resist, but the girls hardly seem to notice.

CHEERLEADER #3: Let's go, new girl! Time to shake those pom-poms!

They lead him off toward the field, the hallway echoing with their laughter.