Jon could hardly sleep that night with the exciting thoughts of what he would wish for tomorrow. Waking late he hardly had time to throw on some clothes and grab a Pop-Tart on his way out the door. He arrived just before school started with just enough time to swing by his locker and drop off his backpack before his first class.
'Damn, that bitch Sarah and her jock cronies are blocking my locker again,' Jon thought to himself. "Excuse me," Jon said trying to push his way through without drawing too much attention to himself.
"Well, well if it isn't the dickless wonder. Where's your dyke girlfriend, fag?" Sarah taunted him to the laughter of her friends.
It wasn't the first time she had teased him like this but for some reason today it hurt more than it ever had before. Perhaps it was the laughter, or the fact that Karyn wasn't around to support him. Jon could feel tear building up around his eyes. He pushed his way passed the crowd of tormentors and ran to hide in the boys bathroom.
Closing the door to the stall Jon sat down on the toilet seat and just let the tears flow. That was when he remembered the stone. He didn't have to take this abuse, he could do something about it now that he never could before.
He reached into his backpack and pulled out the box containing the stone. Opening the box he stared at the rock. Enough was enough, it was time for revenge. Jon had to think of the perfect punishment. It had to be something major, something that he couldn't have done without the stone, something that would totally humiliate and embarrass Sarah. He sat there in the bathroom for nearly half-an-hour ignoring the bell calling the students to class.
At last he had an idea, now he had to get the wording just right. After some time going over what he would say he picked the stone up out of the box and said, "I wish that Sarah..."
