Nadine was rased to be very religious, to have great respect for God, it was expected that she would live up to a higher moral standard, be proper, and as such she always felt separated from the rest of the world. It was the job of her religion to make that a good thing, rather than the social struggle that it was, so it was drilled into her head, this basic concept. The spirit was good, the body was bad. Most people lived with too much desire for the body and were drawn down by it, but she by prizing her soul over everything was a good person for it, and she could hold her head high while hanging around all those other lowly people, who were obessed with their looks and charms and social status. These didn't have to matter to here, to her she valued the state of her soul, cause that made her better.
This was all a cover though, she wanted to be pretty, she wanted to be loved, she wanted to have friends, she just didn't feel she was worthy of it. She wasn't very pretty, she didn't have a great body, or even a cute face, she was just a plain girl, her best feature was her hair, but she never did anything with it, that would be vainity. She was also shy, lots of people are shy but Nadine was intimidated by crowds in the worst way. She felt like a mouse if she was left alone in a crowd, like at any time the crowd was going to turn on her because she wasn't pretty or smart or enough like them.
So when she was picked this was the wrost thing that could happen to her, she had to stand in front of the group and be looked at, all sorts of bad could come of this. She didn't want to be judged, that's why she spent so much time judging.
When her head was touched, a single change had to be made, Nadine didn't think she was pretty, she was scared of being pretty, because she didn't know how to be, she hadn't been gifted in that way. So the easiest way for the magic to change that was to give her some improvements. Her a's became C's, the magic took a few pounds and added a couple of inches of height, and then history did the rest. Having a better body, Nadine grew up getting complimented, she was used to thinking that people would like her, and she found out how to get more of this responce over time, she found out how to apply make up and turn a normal face into a pretty one, how to do her hair, and even how to flirt. It was her who had put on her make up that morning, and picked out that shirt, not the magic, it was her life which gave her that new confidence she was feeling, though she didn't have any direct memory of it. When she thought of the spirit and the body, she though, hey the body is a thing that God gave us, it must be pretty awesome. Nadine liked feeling like people liked her, and that's why she was going to try out for cheerleading.
