Jonah was in his third year of high school, and... well... he didn't like it. Jonah was a thin, rather small boy, with not a lot of self-esteem. He was usually picked on a lot during his years at school. Whatever he liked he was bullied for. He liked Science-Fiction. Bullied for that. He liked Magic. Bullied for that too. He liked performing. He had a week off school due to the extended bullying for that. It wasn't all bad, he did have some friends, friends that he had no real choice to join. While he tried to be friends with everyone, no one really wanted his friendship. They treated it like a disease, so that just left Jonah with the "rejects" as they were called. They were okay friends to be with, but some of them had their fair share of problems as well.
This would of happened to Jonah, all the bullying, all the problems, if it wasn't for his sister, "Becca".
Rebecca, or "Becca" as she liked to be called, was the bane of Jonah's life. Before Jonah went to high school, Becca was the main source of untruths about Jonah, saying things like "He still wets the bed", "Stupid and stubborn as a donkey", "He still has a "blankie" with him" and the most damaging "He'll never pass anyway, He's nothing". Jonah honestly believed that they weren't blood related, but sadly for him, they were. He was related to the "beauty queen" of the school, the one who made his life a living hell, making people believe that he was a peasant. Rebecca, however, wasn't the smartest person at the school. Not by a long shot. She had to retake her final year of high school all over again. She was nearly 20. 20 years old, and still in high school. But somehow, that made people like her even more, and hate Jonah more and more.
It was the afternoon, Jonah and Becca just made it to the door as Becca shoved him inside the house. Jonah almost got carpet burn as he landed on the floor, Becca stepping around him and going upstairs. After getting off the floor, he walked upstairs to his room and laid on his bed. He thought about it all, every moment of his life so far, hating every second of it. Jonah looked up to the ceiling, wishing for something to help him through his current situation.
That's when he heard it.
"You are the chosen one, the one worthy enough to have this fabled power, the power to change".
He felt something inside him, some strange feeling coursing through his body and mind. He knew what was happening. New information was entering his mind.
He could change someone, at least one person in the whole entire universe, to be whatever he wanted...
...and he knew who to change...