"I wish that I would forget all about this rock and that the rock would disappear to a pocket dimension until midnight on my 21st birthday."
Jon looked down, wondering why his hand was outstretched like he had been holding something.
"Oh well."
For the next 5 years, Jon worried about normal teenage boy things. School, girls, grades, getting into college. His relationship with Karyn nearly failed when she tried convincing him of some magical rock that had changed her boobs and hair, but it seemed like one day she just gave up trying. Jon and her briefly dated their senior year, but they were accepted to different colleges and cut off their relationship before long distance became a factor. Jon started at college, learning the finer arts of drinking, smoking, and all-nighters. On midnight of his 21st birthday, Jon was pre-gaming with some friends before hitting the bars for the first time in his life.
He reached for his drink, laughing at some ridiculous joke, when Jon felt something in his hand that wasn't the beer bottle. He looked... memories flooded... the stone!
