"No, you're going to Ballet Class, we pulled you out of school when we found out you were a prodigy at Ballet and you didn't have the brains to get through Elementary school Honey... now go put on your tights and Tutu."
"tights and tutu!" Mikey thought what had happened, he'd only idly mentioned that he wished he didn't have to go to school and now his mom thought he was supposed to have ballet class. He had never been to a ballet class at all. His mom snapped him out of his thoughts.
"NOW Mikey! We're going to be late again." Mikey scurried back into his room, fearful of getting into trouble.
There was no way he was putting on some fru-fru ballet outfit. he figured since he made a wish and made all this mess, it couldn't hurt to try again.
"I wish" he said, still clutching the stone, unaware of its powers "That I wasn't about to go to ballet Class."
