Jon thought about some of the anime shows he had been checking out, a lot of them that had been appearing lately featured a single guy having to deal with groups of hot girls that were in love with him. The different personality types, the way they played off of each other, it all made for a pretty entertaining watch when done right. He knew what he was going to wish for.
"I wish that for three months, my life would be like a Harem Anime, with me as the male protagonist." He started, having purposely made sure that he would not be one of the girls in said harem. "Also, I wish that no-one affected by my previous wish will come to be in any lasting danger as a direct result of it."
The stone began to glow for a moment, before returning to normal. Meanwhile, the magic did its work, radiating out as far as it could. Relationships were changed, people's roles adjusted themselves accordingly, all in service of giving Jon exactly what he had wished for. Smiling he put the stone away and decided to have a shower.
Karyn looked at herself in the mirror. Why did she have to make that stupid wish about Sarah? Now she was stuck with blonde hair (which was a lot harder to take care of) and breasts that felt much heavier than what she was used to.
Still, maybe getting her hair cut into a shorter style would look kind of nice. At the very least it'd be more like what she was used to. She put the thought to the side and quickly put her hair into a low ponytail before sitting down to sort out her homework. At least she knew that Jon wouldn't make a wish about her. One of the perks about being a childhood friend and all.
Sarah McMillan stood in front of her locker, looking through her phone's calendar. With a big game coming up at the end of next week, she needed to make sure that the rest of the cheerleaders were ready to go. Thankfully the squad had agreed to a Monday-Wednesday-Friday approach, which had been working well for them thus far. She looked at the weekend ahead, noticing a date with Biff...
...Then deleted it. After the last few dates, it had become clear that Biff was only interested in sex, while she had been looking for romance. She had started dating him because it was what was expected: The head cheerleader and the star quarterback. It was just how things were supposed to happen. Wasn't it? She had broke up with him not long after the last date, but had at least waited to let the dust settle first.
"You ready to go yet Sarah?" One of the other cheerleaders, Allison, asked. Sarah smiled.
"Just about." She replied, quickly getting ready to leave, joining Allison. Sarah was glad that one of her closest friends was the Vice-Captain. It certainly made a lot of things easier.
Sarah sighed. Sometimes, being the most popular girl in school was hard work.
