"...you have to be the biggest dork in the history of the world." Jennifer said. "I can't believe you actually thought you could--"
"You're running out of time. Pick or you get both."
"Screw you, loser. I've got way too much to do this morning to waste time on this."
"Fine. Then you get both." Kyle said. There was a slight hint of victory in his voice.
Jennifer rolled her eyes. He sounded immature and childish to her. She wanted to hang the phone up, but Kyle spoke in rapid fire delivery.
"First the dare. When you vollenteer to demonstrate algebra to our class, like you always do, instead of showing us the value of X, I want you to moon the whole class for five seconds, then go back to your seat and stay there for the whole class. You don't get to run off to the bathroom and have hystarics like you and those stupid girls you hang with do.
"Second, the transformation...oh, oh, oh, this will be rich. You'll find a drawing stuffed in one of your class text books, where we have our assignments for the day. When you look at it, you'll turn into whatever is drawn on the page. And don't worry, you dumb bitch, it'll be one of those sketches you and your asshole friends teased me about.
"Have fun at school."
He hung up with a bang, making Jennifer rip the phone away from her ear. That actually hurt.
"Ah. Loser." She said, and finished getting dressed. She gathered up her homework--what little of it was finished. There really wasn't much at all. She never did her homework on time. She shoved it all, carelessly, into her book bag. The tight butteflies of "scary urban legand" feelings were fading quickly. She had stuff she had to do today, and another underclassman insulting her wasn't enough for her to get upset. She hurried out the door of her room to school.