It took me a little while to fall asleep that night. The rock was sitting in my drawer, drawing all my attention toward it. I started to think about how real everything is if it could just be changed at will. It defied all scientific logic and almost everything else I was taught. It even made me start thinking about God and the human soul. Eventually, I drifted off into a deep sleep, proud that I had enough self control not to jump up and use the rock. I knew that if I had this much power, it would be best to use it with someone to double check you, such as Karyn. We should have a very interesting day tomorrow.
I awoke that night to the sound of my door creeking open. I lay in my bed, thinking it might just be my cat walking into the room. Everything seemed okay, so I closed my eyes and tried to fall back asleep. The distinct sound of my drawer opening up shot my eyes wide open. I turned my head toward the drawer.
"Who's there?" I asked the darkness. Just as I said this, my drawer slammed shut, and I heard someone run out of the door in my room. I immediatly jumped out of bed and flicked on the light. I didn't bother putting anything on over my underwear, as I noticed the rock was missing out of the drawer. I could hear someone clammoring down the stairs of my house, so I quickly followed. I tried to step quietly, as not to wake my family up. As I went down the steps, I heard someone fidgeting with the lock on the back door. As soon as I got down the stairs, I bolting to the back door. I entered the room and flicked the lights on.
Standing at the back door was a girl I've never seen before. She had shoulder length blonde hair and dark blue eyes. She wore a light blue baby-tee and jean pants. Her attractive face and skinny, yet curvey body would have been my main focus, had she not been holding the small wooden box that housed the stone.
"Who the hell are you? Give me my stone back!" I yelled.
"Oh, god, I was hoping this wouldn't happen..." She said, showing a little bit of panic. I saw her start to fidget with the latch on the box, trying desperatly to get to the stone. I stormed over to her and grabbed the box from her grip before she could do anything. She stood there, eyes wide open at me, as If she were more confused than I. I almost felt bad for her. After all, she was a pretty girl who seemed in distress, and she was in my house. My instinct would be to console her at first, but after what she was trying to do, I kept my distance.
"Who are you? How do you know about this?" I said as I gestured toward the box.
"You really don't remember anything, do you, Jennifer?" She said slowly.
"Well, I hate to break it to you, but I'm not Jennifer." I said. This kind of confused me. Either this girl was blind, or she really was a nut. I saw her start to reach into her tight jean pockets.
"Whoa, what're you doing?" I asked, afraid she would pull a weapon. Instead, she grabbed a photograph from her pocket, folded in two. She offered the photograph to me, her hand shaking. I furrowed my brow out of confusion and grabbed the photograph, her arm snapping back as if I was going to bite her.
"It hasn't always been like this." She said, point around, but never taking her worried eyes off me. I unfolded the photograph to see a beautiful girl in a white prom dress. She had brown hair that fell to her shoulders and then curled back up. Her dark eyes were almost as enchanting as her lipstick covered smile. If I had to say so, this girl was better looking than that snob Sarah from my school.
"Who's this? What the hell are you talking about?" I asked, looking back up at the mystery girl.
"You've really done it this time, you really screwed up with that rock!" She said, her fear seeming to turn into anger.
"I haven't made any real wishes with this! And how do you know about it?! What the fuck is going on!!" I said, starting to get really confused.
"California? Remember? Come on Jennifer, its me, Liz! Think, please! We found that rock on our hike! Just give it to me and I'll make everything right again."
"I have no clue what you're talking about, Liz, but I...."
"Look!" Liz cut me off, "Look at the picture for god's sake! Thats you!" I looked back down at the girl in the prom dress, then back up at Liz...
