Jon woke up the next morning and blinked. For a moment, something felt strange about his bedroom, but no, everything was normal. Jon's Wonder Woman poster was by his bookshelf, his soccer poster above his computer desk, and his 4-H poster on the door.
Jon smiled, imaging that he might one day be as strong as Gal Gadot or Alex Morgan, or Megan Rapinoe. He took comfort in his memories of building a community vegetable garden, and tending to horses with the 4-H club. Yes, whatever strangeness may happen due to his wish for something interesting, Jon knew he'd be able to face it head-on. He was resourceful. He could do this.
The boy leapt out of bed and threw on a running top and a pair of leggings. He had to meet Karyn for their morning jog.
Karyn, for her part, didn't notice anything odd about the three cheer posters that now adorned her own wall. Why would she expect anything else? Cheerleading was her whole life! Of course she had cheer posters. Of course she had her uniform hanging on her closet door. Of course her desk was overflowing with body glitter. Of course her entire room was done up in pastels. That's how her room had always been. So she smiled at the bedroom that reflected exactly who she was and grabbed a pair of cheer shorts and a sports bra, and went to meet Jon at their usual spot.
Sarah grunted, barely acknowledging the football poster and wrestling poster that straddled her vanity, not to mention the JROTC recruitment poster that hung above it. Those decorations were nice, but Sarah was focused on more immediate pursuits. She dropped to the floor and did a set of 20 push ups, then turned and did 20 crunches, then another set of push ups. It was a decent warm-up, but Sarah didn't really feel like herself until she'd pumped some iron. It was a good thing she had a full set of weights right next to her bed.
Biff Meadows stumbled out of bed and towards his computer desk, booting up the computer for a quick Minecraft session. Had Biff ever played Minecraft before? He must have: he had a poster, and the game was installed on his computer. But something still seemed out of place. That triggered a thought in the back of his head. Was it out of place, or was it interesting? Somehow, that distinction felt important to Biff.
But that thought could wait until later. He'd finished all his homework the previous night, and right now he wanted to touch up his virtual garden.
