Sasha watched Karyn walk away for a moment and realized she'd come to a decision. She looked down at the wishing stone in her hand and then closed the front door behind her and went back up to her room. Once there she stood looking around for a bit. She could remember everything here as hers but it was like she no longer had any emotional attachment to these memories. She was Sasha and Jon was someone she used to be.
Then she thought about her homework. She'd hated the entire experience of going to school today. As Sasha, her parents had enrolled her in the local private school that specialized in teaching the arts after she finished sixth grade. She was now a freshman and the homework though definitely a lot more challenging than the public school stuff she had now was also more thought provoking and fun. The overall experience at her new school was better as everyone seemed to get along for the most part. Sure there was still some mild bullying and hazing, but everyone seemed better at working together at the same time.
Then there were her parents. Thanks to her foolish wishes she could remember being a part of Jon's family but trying to spend time with them was weird. She felt like a stranger in the house and everyone seemed to think there was something wrong with her because she couldn't quite get acting like Jon would down right. It was even worse with Karyn.
That was the final nail in the coffin. It hadn't hit until she'd watched her come out of the bathroom and sit down, but Sasha suddenly understood that the person she had become absolutely couldn't stand her former best friend. Karyn, while not outright denying her femininity, chose to ignore it and thus lived her life as a tomboy whereas Sasha felt utterly amazing when she gave in to her girly feelings. She respected Karyn for the person she was, but hanging out with her felt like she was trying to force something where there was nothing. Now, if Sarah wasn't such a bitch that would be the kind of person she'd enjoy hanging out with, but Sarah was also several years older than Sasha. Sasha couldn't stand feeling like a 14 year old girl trying to pretend to be a 16 year old boy no matter what her memories told her was right.
She looked down again at the stone in her hand and knew she'd made the right decision. "I wish that I was once again the girl I was until two days ago. I wish that I staying here for the afternoon because my parents didn't like me home alone and they'd both had meetings this afternoon so my neighbor Zoe was begrudgingly looking after me and that nothing about this current reality would change except that Jon was no longer a part of it."
Sasha blinked as the wish went into effect. She felt her body tingle as she shrank down in size. She felt the hairs on her arms and legs pull in as the hair on her head grew and took on a definitive styled wavy look with a sweep of bangs that hung lightly across the left of her face. She ran to the bathroom and watched as her hair faded from dark brown to honey blonde with light auburn highlights just like she remembered. She felt her breasts grow back, proud to already be a large B/small C cup. Her waist narrowed as her hips flared out and butt became pert and round, made to fill out a tight pair of jeans.
Sasha watched as her nose narrowed at the bridge and turned up slightly giving her a cute button, her cheeks puffed slightly showing just a hint of remaining baby fat and her lips filled out into a nice heart shape. Her eyes took on a sparkly blue color that was almost diamond like even as her sockets shifted so that that they slanted ever so slightly down at her nose, giving her an innocent, doe eyed expression.
Then her clothes shifted as Jon's jeans shrank down to her body going from a boy's boot cut to a pair of girl's skinny jeans stopping just above her ankle. The jeans were distressed with several intentional holes up and down both legs and rhinestone embellishments in the shape of hearts on the back pockets. Her cheap sneakers shifted into a pair of suede ankle boots with a 4 inch chunky heel so that she stood at 5' 8" instead of her usual tiny 5' 4" barefoot. She was still significantly shorter than Jon's normal 6' 1" but it somehow felt right. Finally, her t-shirt morphed into tight fitting pink halter with a series of musical notes and the words 'I Only Play Hard To Get' printed above and below them and a light, black cardigan covered her bare arms and shoulders.
Sasha felt her face tingle and looked back up at the mirror to see her normal make up begin to appear. Despite being only 14 Sasha could definitely pass for older now that had her make up on. She was an expert at applying it if only because her mother was a professional make up artist that worked for fashion shows and photo shoots around the state. Then, almost as an after thought, a pair of earrings with pearls hanging like tear drops appeared in her ears, a choker with a single pearl appeared around her neck, and variety of rings sparkled from her fingers. She could even feel her favorite toe ring on her middle right toe.
She smiled at herself in the mirror, surprised that she wasn't wearing her school uniform. Then she remembered last week had been Jon's school's spring break but this week was her school's spring break. Otherwise, she felt good, right even. She was herself again. Before she could do anything else, though, a voice called up from the first floor.
"Hey Sasha, your mom's here!" she heard her former sister Zoe say.
