Zoe banked sharply and began flying uptown. It was so unreal being able to fly under her own power, she felt happier than she ever had before. Before long she reached the cliffs on the north end of town. She descended near an area called Home Run Lookout. That wasn't the place's real name, it was called Home Run point because all the teenagers and college kids in town drove up there to get to first second or third base. Zoe had once let Derek get to second base when they parked at home run point. Tonight, she landed on a second cliff about a hundred feet above the overlook parking lot. She sat on a rock and looked down at the town below. She then took the rock out of her shoulder bag and rolled it over in her hands.
"I wish my family was wealthy enough so that I'll never have to work to make money unless I want to."
Zoe felt a faint sensation wash over her as a subtle change altered her clothing. The cheap black tank top she was wearing was replaced with an expensive spaghetti strap top from an unscale clothing chain. Her skater pants were replaced by tight designer black leather pants, and her sneakers suddenly cleaned themselves and morphed into bright pink and white running shoes.
She could feel the rings in her ears change. She pulled out her compact and checked her relfection. Her skin was a bit paler, but it was even more smooth and a little slick from years of moisturizing. The three rings in her left ear and five in her right had turned to platinum, the stud in her left nostril had changed to diamond. Zoe put her compact back in her bag. She sighed and realized that after being able to fly she found the new wish, as practical as it was, anticlimactic.
Zoe had to think of a good wish, something new, something original, something cool. Could she help someone? Maybe she could find out what really happened to her grandfather. Maybe get revenge on Derek for dumping her. She put the rock back in her satchel and started to take off. Maybe she could share some wishes with some of her friends.
"I know..."
