Mikey spun around and looked at himself in the bedroom mirror, his eyes wide. He wasn't sure what was happening, why he was forced to come to this house and put on these clothes. But the one thing he did know was that he wasn't keeping the clothing on for much longer. So without any delay, he pulled off the cheerleader outfit and the lingerie he had on underneath. He then put on his own clothing and fled the house. On the way out, he wondered if this had anything to do with his wish. That wish was only supposed to affect his brother Jon, but it did have to do with putting on someone else's clothes, and that's exactly what Mikey did. But why? As mentioned earlier, it was only supposed to affect Jon, not him. Speaking of his brother ... until now, he had totally forgotten about that wish he made to make his brother put on someone else's clothing. He wondered how that all went. He hadn't seen Jon at all that morning.
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Tiffany sighed with relief. The class was finally over. She gathered her stuff, momentarily glancing over at Jon Gibson, that kind of effeminate gothic boy. Earlier in the class, he was having an involved conversation with that athletic girl Melony Tyne. But now they seemed to not care for each other. But what else was new? Jon was definitely not her type. Even if he was a girl, Jon still wouldn't be Melony's type. She just wasn't into Goths, you know? Not that Jon was really a Goth. But it was clear that he was heading in that direction, what with his pale skin, long black-dyed hair, heavy eyeliner, and black leather choker, not to mention that both his T-shirt and jeans were black as well.
To tell the truth, Tiffany herself was actually more Melony's type, but Tiffany wasn't into girls. Despite the reputation of something of a slut that she had gained while attending the high school. She didn't consider herself to be a slut, of course. Sure, she liked to dress sexy. And she liked sex. But who didn't?
Out in the hallway, she saw her friend and fellow cheerleader Sarah McMillan pushing through the crowded hallway towards her, a look of exasperation in her eyes. "Tiffany, there you are," she said. "You wouldn't believe what just ... Tiffany?"
Suddenly, Tiffany's eyes lost their focus and she started to head away from Sarah.
"Tiffany, where are you going?" she asked. When she didn't respond, she got really worried and decided to follow her. Because Sarah had already been affected by the magical "phenomenon" happening, she wasn't forced to ignore what was happening to Tiffany. But when she followed Tiffany all the way to the school exit, a teacher stopped Sarah from leaving.
"And where do you think you're going, Miss McMillan?" the teacher asked. "You should be getting to your third period class."
"But Tiffany ... she just left. I have to ..."
"Tiffany? I didn't see anyone else leave," the teacher said.
"What? What are you talking about? She's right there," Sarah said, pointing. "You can see her through the glass doors."
The teacher turned and looked, but then grew irritated. "Do you think I'm an idiot? There's no one there."
"What? How can you not see her?" Sarah asked, not believing this at all.
"Enough with the games, Miss McMillan. Go to class. Now."
"But ..."
"Now, Miss McMillan."
Defeated, Sarah did as the teacher said, not realizing how her wavy blond hair was turning darker, becoming brown, or how her perfect tan was fading.
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"I'm sorry, class, for being gone so long. But I had an issue in the locker room." The ballet teacher looked around. She felt like there was a student missing, but when she counted heads, it came out to the right number. Shrugging, she continued the girls' lesson.
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10-year old Lilly Ross, one of Mikey's classmates actually, was waiting for her ballet teacher to come back, hoping that she'd have enough time to still get to school that morning, when suddenly, she fell into a trance and just walked out of class, still wearing her ballet outfit. The ballet outfit that Athena had donned didn't belong to anyone specifically, so the magic powering this "phenomenon" chose one of the students to continue the chain, and that student was Lilly Ross. And like Athena, Lilly would be forced to put on clothing elsewhere, but not from a bedroom. From somewhere else, and not necessarily clothing belonging to one specific person.
