“B-but why?” stammered Sarah, “How?”
“Well you did wish to have it as easy as me,” replied Jon, stepping up and placing a hand in Sarah’s shoulder, while his other hand sneaked to touch the stone. “How else could you have it as easy as me without becoming me?”
“But I-I don’t want to be a guy.”
“I wish you did,” smiled Jon “It’d make this easier.”
“I guess,” nodded Sarah, suddenly warming to the idea. To his surprise, voicing it made him feel how right being a guy felt; why hadn’t he noticed it all those years living as a girl?
Jon squeeze his shoulder “And I wish you were okay being my twin now.”
Sarah nodded “It’d make this easier.” He looked over at Jon and smiled. “But I still like cheerleading and stuff; can’t imagine your twin would.”
Jon shrugged “He might, although...” he glanced around the room which the two now clearly shared “Doesn’t look like it.” He stepped away and sat on the bottom bunk. Nodding at Sarah’s hand he said “There is a way to fix it.”
Sarah looked down at the stone and said “Fix how? Wish I was still a cheerleader or wish I liked...umm, what things do you actually like? I’ve always been such a self-absorbed bitch I’ve never bothered to learn what others outside that social circle like.”
Jon grinned and replied “It’s just a wish away if you really are that interested.”
Sarah chewed his lip and said “I wish that...”
