(Author's Note: I'm assuming that in her grandfather's letter it was supposed to say "I wish", instead of "I believe".)
Zoe spent that night staring out the window, wondering about many things.
A part of her was scared ... and sad. Here she was on top of something people only dreamed about, and she had the opportunity to live those dreams, or nightmares.
Grandpa had this power, and now he's gone. How did it really happen? Her mind drifted back to the talisman, hidden safely under the bed. Was it involved? Did things somehow get way too far out of hand?
Pushing those thoughts out of her head, she wondered what she'd wish for once she and Athena met up again.
She could wish for the ability to fly, or to be rich, or even be popular. Being a Goth girl, she wasn't really too interested in popularity. But wouldn't it be nice to see what it was like, if only for a day?
She cut her thoughts off as she saw where they were heading. What am I saying? she thought. I don't want to become like that bitch Stacy Fairbrooks.
She sighed, walking back to her bed. She obviously had to watch what she wished for. She didn't want things to get out of control.
Troubling thoughts passed through her mind, haunting her in the twilight hours, but eventually at some point, she fell asleep.
Athena shifted around in the bed uncomfortably, the new weight on her chest greatly changing the positions she found comfortable. She sighed wistfully, despite the discomfort. And despite now looking like some sort of bimbo, she had to admit that the changes to her body did feel rather good. All except for the hair, of course, which she promptly dyed right when she got home from school.
Still, she felt nervous. It didn't occur to her until she was home that Zoe literally could exercise complete control over her. But she wouldn't do that, would she? They were best friends. Friends don't do that sort of thing.
Shutting such thoughts out of her mind, she lazily thought about what she could wish for. She always dreamed of owning her own tarot shop. Maybe she could make a wish that would help her out with that.
Or maybe she could wish for something more ambitious, like becoming a powerful sorceress.
She smiled, as a sense of giddiness crept over her. She excitedly pulled the covers around her tightly. I can't wait to meet back up with Zoe tomorrow, she thought.
