"You know, I think I liked you better before I wished for you to have your memories," Zendaya said.
"Seriously? You wanted your sister to be a hot girl with the mind of a 10-year old boy?" Myka asked, shocked and ticked off.
"Wait ... you were a 10-year old boy? That's messed up! No wonder you reacted that way towards Steve."
"Well, duh. You think that if I was in my own right mind that I would have reacted that way? You making that wish for me to remember myself was one of the best things you could do for me. So why not help your sister out and do more? What's wrong with wishing me up the perfect boyfriend? I mean, haven't you complained to me before that I bounce around from boy to boy without even thinking of settling for one of them? With a simple wish, you could give me someone that I couldn't ever think to break up with. What's wrong with that?"
The thing was, Zendaya realized that Myka had a good point. Maybe wishing her up a steady boyfriend would put an end to her having the reputation of being a slut. That could only be a good thing, right?
"Well, you seem to be in a better mood," Lanie said, appearing at the bedroom door. "I ordered a pizza. It should be here soon."
Myka's interest was piqued, but then backed off. Ugh, the Mikey part of her loved eating pizza, but Myka thought it was way too unhealthy. She had to stay fit, both for her sports activities, and staying hot. Though ... maybe one piece wouldn't be so bad?
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Meanwhile, Steve finally made it to his destination. It was easier for him to don new clothing, as he was already naked and didn't have to strip out of an outfit to put a new one on.
The moment he put on the last article of clothing he found in the bedroom, he blinked and "woke up". Looking down at himself, he was shocked and confused. "What the hell?"
