"Dare!"
Jennifer didn't hesitate as she answered his question. No way in hell would he ever be allowed to change her perfect body. There wouldn't be any way he could do it like this right?
"Alright, I already got something figured out for you," Kyle started. Jen gulped.
"For your dare, every single night, you'll dream about having to pick one of three choices. These will be completely random, and that's how everything in the world will change. Of course, these choices will be of your biggest discomforts. I dare you to pick a choice every night for ten nights straight. In the meanwhile, you will not be able to use your Transform or Dare curse. Once the ten nights are over, you'll have to make a sacrifice."
"A sacrifice?" Jen interrupted him. "Like what?"
"With a sacrifice I don't mean a lot. You'll have to make a last choice. Of course, you can curse me back and embarrass me in front of others once more, but you could also will for everything that has happened to you to return to normal, as the changes will be permanent after the tenth time. Dare someone else to lift your curse, and pass the ability to curse someone else over to the given person. You'll have to cope with not being able to curse me back, or negatively curse someone else, in return."
Anger glowed behind Jen's eyes, staring to the wall in front of her, but imagining Kyle to stand there.
"There's a lot of terms for a single 'Dare'," She said, in a sarcastic tone, "it's not like the curse is real though."
"Sure Jen, then of course, the curse wouldn't have happened to me either."
"All make belief! Just shut up Kyle!"
There was a mischievous chuckle on the other side of the line, in which Jen almost seemed to hear pity. Kyle spoke for a last time.
"Oh, and one more thing Jen. Since your sleep time is over already, I'll have you forced to make your first choice the instance you hang up on me, or the other way around."
A silence fell.
"Well, that's it, see you at scho-"
With a loud smack, Jennifer put the phone back in its holder. As soon as she turned around, her vision was assaulted by strands of texts hanging in the air. She couldn't move. Above the strands of text, which were parted in three columns, it said, in big bold letters:
"PICK A CHOICE"