Introduction:

*** Inspiring Music ***

Smarter than the class nerd!

More graceful than a ballerina!

Able to backstab a mean girl while looking them in the eyes!

Look in the schoolyard. It's a graduating senior. It's the teacher's pet. It's Catholic Schoolgirl Boy.

Yes, it's Catholic Schoolgirl Boy, a strange boy from a public high school, who came to your parochial school with powers and abilities far beyond those of ordinary schoolgirls. Catholic Schoolgirl Boy who can pass the most difficult AP tests; make the class bully cry; and who disguised as an ordinary schoolgirl, wearing the same schoolgirl uniform you wear, fights a never-ending battle for high grades, peaceful hallways, and strict adherence to the dress code.

And now another exciting episode in the adventures of Catholic Schoolgirl Boy.

Prologue.

*** BUZZ ***

"Who is it?" Carmen called when she heard the buzzer from the front door. She was sitting in a comfortable chair watching a video in the family room. She didn't get up immediately, her leg was in a cast. It took a great deal of effort to traverse the distance to the front door.

"Gabby's Pizza."

Carmen stood up with the aid of crutches. She hobbled to the front door and opened it. She saw a handsome boy on her doorstep that she had never seen before. He was five-foot-eight, 140 pounds with brown eyes and brown curly hair. He looked to be about fifteen. He didn't seem to be holding a pizza.

"Where's the pizza?"

"I heard you wanted some help with a problem. I'm here to help you."

"A problem?"

"I'm Catholic Schoolgirl Boy."

"You're Catholic Schoolgirl Boy?"

"Everybody says that. Yes, I am Catholic Schoolgirl Boy."

"You don't look like a girl."

"I know."

"I don't believe it's you."

"It's me. Are you going to invite me in?"

"I don't think I should. My mother isn't home."

"OK, tell me a little about your problem. I don't know what it is. Does it have anything to do with your broken leg?"

"Yes, I need you to help me. You are the only one who can. That is if you are the real Catholic Schoolgirl Boy."

"What can I do?"

"Is it true you can look like anyone?"

"Any Catholic schoolgirl."

"Can you look like me?"

"Yeah."

"Do it, do it now! Look like me."

"It doesn't work like that. But even if it did. I'm not here to perform tricks. I only use my power to help people. What's your problem?"

"I need you to become me and...How do I say this?"

"Spit it out."

"I need you to become me and win a beauty pageant."

"That wouldn't be fair to the other girls. You have to do it yourself."

"I did. I mean I was going to. But then I broke my leg."

"Then you can enter next year."

"No, that isn't it. It has to be this year. There's a scholarship. I was going to win. But then I broke my leg."

"I don't understand."

"I've been training for a year for this pageant. I dedicated myself. When the pageant arrived, I was at the top of my game. I was ganna kick there..." Carmen caught herself. She wanted to remain humble. She was a good girl. "I mean, I was winning quite easily. At the end of day one I was way ahead of the other girls. I would have won."

"Day one?"

"Yes, it was a two day competition. It was on successive Saturdays."

"Go on."

"Seven girls made it to the finals on Saturday. I was the top vote getter by a large margin. I don't want to go into details, but as you can see I broke my leg and I can't compete. If I don't show up, they'll put me in seventh place and it will all be for nothing. But if you show up for me and just get through the competition, I won't finish any less than third and get my scholarship. I need it very much. Can you help me?"

"You haven't even let me into your home."