Lauren shifted from side to side on the cafeteria stool. "It's not like it feels bad," she said, "it actually probably feels better but it's just so different..."
"I like how it looks on you," you say as you take a bit of cafeteria pizza. It's hard to mess up pizza but your school sure gave it a try.
"Yeah I bet. I mean I like how it looks and all-" she suddenly squinted at you. "And you're ok with this?
"What?" You asked.
"You're ok with me making changes to myself. I could turn myself into a completely different person."
"Not entirely, I said that your wishes couldn't contradict mine."
"Sure, but still you've given me a lot of power over both myself and my teammates." She blinked, "I just called them my teammates didn't I?"
"Yep," you said. "I wish this pizza was better," you said and watched it change in your hand before you took a greedy bite.
"So what's your deal? Why would you trust me with any power?"
You smiled and leaned closer to her. "Because you're into this. I didn't start that orgy in the locker room, you did. You changed those girls way more than I did. Almost more than I changed you."
"Debatable..." she said and turned her attention to her own pizza. "I guess I should just be glad that you didn't go for a total cliche and turn me into a cheerleader."
"Oh," you said, "you just wait to see what I have planned for the cheerleaders."