"I wish I was older."
Still nothing. Not good. Ok so she can't fix herself right now. Bad but she needs to think of something to solve the immediate problem.
"Heya dork."
Samantha spins around to see the 13 year old Chelsea. The naturally graceful girl is sneering at her. Great not only was the little Chelsea on the way to knock her down to diapers, she also has to deal with a little mean girl.
"Hi Chelsea."
"You know the image in the mirror isn't going to change no matter how hard you stare."
"Whatever."
"I'm just teasing. Don't be so sensitive."
Samantha feels her blood boil. How dare this little brat treat her like this.
"I wish you knew how I felt."
Samantha realizes what she did a minute too late. Suddenly Chelsea is no longer a pretty mean girl and is now just as dorky looking as Sammantha. The girl holds no sign of her previous demeanor.
"...so he told me I'm like if the ugly duckling grew up to be uglier."
"Sorry to hear that Chelsea. Don't worry it will get better for both of us."
The girl smiles and walks away. Sammantha feels dreadfully guilty about her accidental alteration of Chelsea, but that gives her an idea on how to avoid diapers.
"I wish Diana's cousin Chelsea was older than me."