Zoey was relieved to see that, from the outside at least, Lake Point High School looked the same. That meant she wasn’t going to be some lost blonde all day. She and Bryanna walked into the gymnasium wing and to the bathrooms right near the entrance.
Zoey tried not to flinch when she noticed that instead of “Men” and “Women”, the bathroom doors said “Male” and “Female” on them, with gender symbols instead of the universal icons that existed prior to the wish. Since she was with Bryanna, who like her was a male girl, she simply followed her into the restroom labeled Male. As she walked in, she was surprised to see a row of several urinals alongside the toilet and even moreso to see Bryanna unzip the fly in her skirt and use the urinal!
After standing there for a second, Zoey clicked back to reality and did the same, discovering her skirt had a similar fly. After using the bathroom and washing her hands, Zoey walked back toward the door, where Bryanna was waiting. As she pushed the door open, a boy walked past them into the room. “Excuse me,” he mumbled as he passed by. What!? A boy in a... She realized why. It’s the males’ room, not the boy’s room.
“You OK?” Bryanna asked her friend, noticing that Zoey was still standing near the door.
“Uh, yeah… Just thinking,” Zoey fibbed.
“About what? That stone you told me about the other day?” Zoey was surprised to hear that, so she tilted her head. “You know, the wishing stone?” she prompted as the two began to walk to the locker room.
“Well, it is kinda powerful.”
“That’s why I waited to make a wish with it. I had no idea what to do.” She shrugged for emphasis.
“That’s good thinking,” Zoey replied. I could have made a wish that left me in far worse shape than this, she thought. Like being Sarah McMillan’s daughter or something. “You can’t undo what you’ve done.”
“So what I was thinking about was wishing that Karina was our BFF. I still don’t trust her 100 percent.”
“I can see that.” Zoey thought back to what she said on the bus. She seemed to be just a bit of a bully here. And apparently she used to be worse.
The two girls walked into the locker room, where several of their squad mates were already gabbing.
“Did you hear that Nick Forsyth gave Rosalyn Flowers a blow job at her concert the other night?” Someone else chuckled.
Zoey walked to her locker and began changing. Inside was a standard-issue gym outfit, a blue-and-white Lake Point High School crop tank top and a pink skirt. That’s a bit different, she thought, but the others already had theirs on, so it must have been normal here. She also noticed something: there were boys and girls locker rooms but male and female bathrooms.
“Well, Nick’s lucky he isn’t pregnant, or at least that’s what the rumor is.” This is going to take a while to get used to, Zoey thought to herself.
