"Jamie, seriously," a girl across the table said. "What's wrong with you? It's like you're in a daze or something."
She looked out the glass window and spotted...the other girl, the one who had been drawing all the attention before. Except she was different.
In the same way that Jamie had suddenly become trendy, the other girl had become trashy. She was physically pretty much the same, but everything else was different.
She didn't look like someone anyone would admire. Too much makeup, cheap skimpy clothing...Jamie gasped. She hadn't meant to make the wish, or known that it would change anyone but her. The other girl hadn't seemed very nice, but did she deserve...whatever had become of her?
Jamie jumped up, past what was either her boyfriend or someone trying to be, and ran outside.
