"Jesus, Kyle, what's the point of all this stupid game? There's no such thing as magic, or
curses."
"Is that your final answer, Jennifer?" Kyle's voice sounded smug.
"Oh fine, whatever." Jennifer sighed in exasperation. Maybe she'd been a little hard on
the geek. What would it hurt to play along? "Transform me."
"See, that's what I never understood about you, Jennifer. Sometimes you're a total bitch,
and sometimes you're actually a decent person. Like you're two people. You remember in
biology, how one-celled organisms reproduce?"
Jennifer frowned. "Uh...mitosis, wasn't it?"
"Excellent, go to the head of the class, Miss Smith. For your transform, you're going to
split into two girls, one good, and one bad."
"Uh...ok Kyle, I'll keep you posted. Don't call me again." Jennifer hung up the phone.
What did he think that was going to accomplish?