Three best friends (Nickki, Tia, and Izzy) take a journey into their future. What are their goals? What will they achieve? What do they recognize or find themselves doing? Does Tia raise a family of her own with her high school love? Does Nickki become famous on Broadway? Or does Izzy become the greatest stylist of her time? But the question we should be asking is will these three best friends that promised to stay together forever, really stay together?

In every stupid and cliché teen fiction story, there's always the blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm that blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Is it my fault that I was born with this hair color or with the blue eyes? Is it my fault that I worked hard to be the leader of the cheer team? And how come there's always this goody-two-shoes who comes in and rains on my parade? Let's list off the criteria: Blonde? Obviously. Blue eyes? Like, as you say, "a reflection of the ocean" Cheerleader? Complete with the uniform. Bimbo? My grades beg to differ. A bitch? I'm not even going to deny it. Antagonist? Well, I'll let you be the judge of that.