School was a dangerous place for Jon. Standing on the front lawn, holding the parrot stone, while surrounded by students with their self-esteem issues, unrealistic desires, and raging hormones, the only thing he could think of doing was getting to his locker as soon as he could.
Shaking off Zoe and ditching his mom, he sprinted toward the front door of the school as fast as he could in his tight denim skirt. All around him he could here the din of conversation from the crowds of kids waiting for the day to start. He rushed past the cheerleading squad as they talked about their new routines.
"I'll never pull it off," whined Erica Mathers, a junior member, "I wish I was as agile as Sarah, then I'd at least..." her voice faded as Jon kept running.
The stone flashed as he repeated the wish, then found himself bounding up the front steps with new vigor. He was able to move with much more agility, not feeling tired from the run. The skirt, as well, didn't seem to be getting in his way, as it felt a lot more natural.
"All these bitches don't know what they're missing," complained Biff Meadows, the school bully, "I wish they'd beg me to show them what a real man can do to them."
Jon wondered what his life would now be like as he repeated the ill advised wish. He noticed some of the girls he passed started looking at him hungrily.
He was almost to the door of the school when he heard, "I just don't know how do it!" It was a freshman girl he didn't recognize whose face was overly made up, as if she had just gotten her first make-up kit, "I wish I could make myself look like the girls from the fashion magazines."
Throwing the door open and repeating the wish, Jon bounded into the school, only to be confronted by...
