Jon watched Karyn as she rolled the die across the floor and it came up as ... Normal.
"Well, that was a little disappointing," she said. "I guess that means that ..."
"Karyn, you're different," Jon said suddenly, surprised.
"I am? But ... I was already normal. Right?" she said, confused.
"I guess the die didn't think so. Or maybe it's the stone. But you do look different. Not way different, but you don't look like your usual self."
"Well, you don't look any different," Karyn said. Then she went over to the bedroom mirror to take a look at herself. Upon seeing her reflection, she could understand what Jon was getting at. She was now wearing a light pink T-shirt, a denim miniskirt, and a pair of sneakers. It was all rather ... ordinary. And they looked like just clothing, nothing to show off her new wished-up curves. And also nothing too girly (though she wasn't a big fan of wearing skirts). Yes, her shirt was pink, but that was extent of it. Even her wished-up long blonde hair was ordinary, not styled in any particular way. It was like she was the plainest, most ordinary version of herself. Was this what the magic die had done to the entire town? "I still don't get it. Why would it do this to me, but nothing to you?"
"Maybe it's because you're normally a tomboy? Maybe being a tomboy isn't considered 'normal'?"
"I guess so," she said, though it seemed to bother her that the stone or the magic die didn't seem to think that she was normal already. Was being a tomboy that much of a deviation from the norm?
"Come on," Jon said. "I want to see how everyone else changed."
"Zoe?" Karyn suggested.
"Who else?" he answered, then they both headed to his normally-Goth sister's bedroom.
