Jon's door opened and his mother stood in the doorway, looking at him in his Cheerleader uniform. Jon stood in shcok, not knowing what to say to him mother, how to explain what he was wearing or even if he needed too.
"Jon," His mother said coldly "You're going to be late. Get your ass in gear."
"Late?" Jon stuttered "for what?"
"Jonathan Matthew Smith, don't play games with me, You made that bet with Rebecca McLan, and you have to wear everything she wears until she asks you to stop or until you quit, which, as you know, includes the cheerleader outfit you've got on now."
"So? What am I late for?" Jon asked still confused.
"Jon, you know that the school wouldnt let you wear the Cheerleader uniform until you joined the squad, and you have a game tonight, so lets get a move on!" She spat as she left the room.
Jon now realised that the wish may not have been the best idea, but it'd be too soon to turn back now... although me should make one wish before he left for the game...
