Jon and Karyn arrived at school and parted ways to go to their first-period classes. They promised to meet up at lunch, but both seemed a little hesitant to take off.
"You promise you won't use the wishing stone while I'm not there? It's not like I don't trust you Jon-boy, but it might be better if I took it."
Jon blushed and had trouble meeting his friend's eyes and even more trouble keeping them from roaming down to her larger chest. He realized that his track record of making two wishes in a row without consulting Karyn made him look pretty irresponsible. He wanted to protest that he'd waited all last night and this morning till doing anything with the stone, but knew the excuse was pretty lame. Usually, he wouldn't mind a little ribbing at his expense. But for some reason, recently, he didn't want to disappoint Karyn. So instead he said,
"I'm sorry about before, Karyn. I promise not to make any more wishes without consulting you. I put the rock in my backpack at the very bottom so even if I do say something, nothing will happen."
"...Fine. But as soon as lunch starts we should meet outside so that we can brainstorm some ideas. We should also come up with some safety measures too. We've made three wishes, and already we have to come up with a fix for two of them. Either the stone is cursed, or we need to be more careful."
Jon nodded sheepishly. Giving one last lingering glance at Karyn before heading off to his history class. Mind whirling so much with thoughts of the stone and Karyn that he barely heard a word of what was spoken. By the end of the class, his notebook had not a word more about history than it had at the start and his mind even less. Why should he care about history when he has a magic wishing stone?
Unfortunately for Jon, those who don't know history are doomed to repeat it. Little did he know what life-changing effects the little stone in his backpack would have for him in the upcoming days.
Karyn waited impatiently for Jon outside of his last class. Her teacher had let the class out a little early for lunch and now she was practically dying from the wait. She'd tried really hard to forget about the stone and focus on her classes, but it was hard to forget about it with all of her... new assets.
Her hair kept finding its way into her mouth or eyes. Several times she'd leaned back into her chair and had the long hair tug on her head as it got caught between her chair and back. It was getting everywhere, and she still wasn't sure how she was supposed to wear her backpack with it. She'd have to see how Sarah dealt with it when she next saw her. Not that she'd ever admit to needing Sarah's advice out loud.
As bad as the hair was though, it was nothing compared to her new chest! She'd keep hitting them on things and they kept getting in the way of even small tasks like grabbing a dropped pencil. She was not used to this much weight up front!
People kept shooting glances in her direction, and she'd wonder what they wanted to say, before noticing that their eyes weren't really on "her". She was used to the occasional peek from before the wish, but they were nothing compared to the stares that followed her now. She felt self-conscious at the attention, especially knowing that the only thing that had changed about her was her appearance.
She wasn't used to being treated so differently by people. Some of the teachers were being nicer and others were giving her dirty looks. The boys in her class were always looking for ways to 'help' and knowing the cause was making her feel distinctly out of place. As if her body was worth more than who she was as a person.
And, well... let's just say Jon wasn't nearly as subtle as he thought he was. Though how easily he got embarrassed was endlessly amusing.
All of these small changes had made not thinking about the wishes impossible. Which was why she was just about to explode when a full-minute after the bell rang, Jon finally emerged from the classroom.
"Jon! Where have you been! I've been waiting out here forever!"
"Ah, sorry. The teacher held me back because I wasn't focusing in class."
Karyn could understand that.
"Come on let's grab lunch and go somewhere. I've been thinking of how to get around those wishes, and with any luck we might find a loophole!"
