"I feel like a criminal with this backpack on." Sam said the weight of the money was getting to him."
The boys were sitting out the front of a Salon while Dawn was pampered, her new natural blonde hair being styled and her nails being done.
"I know what you mean," Jarred said "You know her haircut is costing like 200 bucks? Now thats criminal. So anything else you guys wanna wish for?"
John and Sam looked around the mall, they could just buy anything they wanted so there wasn't really that much inspiration about. "How about wishing this shopping was sitting at home?" John said pointing to the heavy load of bags.
Jarred nodded "I wish that our shopping bags were teleported to my room, oh and I dont want anyone to wander in and find it." The bags dissapeared in a blur.
"What was that last part about?" Sam asked.
"I just dont think that we should let this thing spread to anyone else, Just us four for now, I dont want questions."
"Good thinking, I'm gonna take a slash be back in a minute." Sam got up and began following the signs to the toilets.
John leant over and tapped on Jarred's shoulder, "Hey man make some wishes for me."
"Sure thing dude" Jarred replied.
"Okay, I've been thinking, make me 16 so I can drive. Then wish me up a truck in the parking lot."
Jarred nodded and spoke: "I wish that John was 16, could drive legally and owned his own truck in which is parked in outside in the parking lot."
John sat up straight as the feelings took hold in him, the knowledge of how to drive was first, Then he felt as though he was being stretched as he began to age a year. His hair was the most obvious thing as it began to grow, his chin covered itself with the fuzz of a 16 year old trying to grow a beard. His clothes tightened as he gained 4 inches and his feet began to hurt.
Something sharp was jabbing into his thigh and he pulled out a keyring with a modern car key on it.
"Awesome!, I need to go get some clothes!." John said leaping from the bench and running down the mall. Jarred was about to say he could wish for new clothes when Dawn was standing before him.
"Wow!" was all he managed. Dawn blushed, "Thanks." Jarred tried to think of something less obvious to say but could only manage "Blonde suits you." Dawn sat down spinning her hair.
"The others?" Dawn asked.
"Sam is in the toilet and John is getting clothes that fit... He's 16 now."