All through dinner you chat with your sister, never once giving thought to what you are talking about is considered normal for a girl. From clothes, the conversation drifts to boys and then to who is the cutest actor and what movie they are currently staring in.
As you pass the evening, unaware of anything odd, you find yourself more and more enjoying yourself and even manage to smile and laugh at Sally's jokes...something you thought before as being unfunny and needing something of a more feminine mind to understand what was so funny about.
Halfway through dinner you ask to be excused to the bathroom and it is only when you reach the two doors that you become hesitant about which one you should use.
After a bit of thought...and realising what it is that you are wearing you choose the woman's restroom, sure that you are going to catch hell for going into such a room. Entering you find that it is empty and quickly you select a stall and without thinking about it, you adjust your dress and sit down to pee.
Afterward, you wash your hands and return to dinner, passing the rest of desert listening to your parents silent whispers that could be heard across the table and finishing the conversation with Sally...which had shifted to which being better, pads or tampons, which you sided with tampons and your sister sided with pads, until your mother realised what you and her were talking about and asked politely for you two to change the subject.
Home, you made a beeline for the bathroom and looking in the mirror, you wondered what might have changed. Leaning forward, you see that you are still flat chested, but your shoulders look a little different...almost as if they might be smaller and bit more rounded.
Your face also looks a little different, but you can't put your finger on it and in the end decide that it must be how round and soft it looks. Sighing, you open the medicine cabinet and without giving it much thought, you remove from within a couple of bottles for cleaning the face.
Taking a washcloth, from the nearby cabinet, you proceed to wash your face. Afterward you exit the bathroom and immediately run into Sally. Before she can duck into the bathroom, you turn around and ask, "Can you please unzip me?"
Sally obliges you and then ducks into the bathroom while you make your way back to your room. Inside, you close the door and first undoing the straps and then kicking off your shoes, you think to yourself, "Something is different," but you cant put your finger on what.
Instead, you remove the dress, drop it over the bench in front of your vanity and sitting down, you remove your pantyhose. Wearing nothing but the underwear, you walk over to your dresser and from the drawer containing your pyjamas, you select an over sized, white, long sleeved shirt. Yawning, you slide beneath the cool sheets, liking the feel of how soft they were and drift off to sleep.
Morning comes to your mother's call for you to get up and burying your face in your pillow, you protest a bit. After a minute or so, you push the large, fluffy comforter back, slide out of bed and stumble to the bathroom.
Inside, you sit down to pee, watching the urine leave your body via your penis and testicles and thinking something was off. Unable to come up with a answer, you finish your business and kicking off your underwear, you stand in nothing but the over sized shirt and begin to run the shower.
Afterward, you sit at your vanity and proceed to do your hair into another braid...this one you notice is slightly longer then the one you had last night. Afterward, smelling strongly of berries, you open your dresser and take from within a white, short sleeved shirt, a pair of button fly jeans, a pair of boxers...still looking like they could be worn by either sex and gender...and a pair of socks. From your closet, you take a thin belt that you think would make your outfit look cute and after proceed to get dressed.
Downstairs, you see Sally sitting at the table, yawning and poking at a plate of french toast. Sitting down, you think something looks off about her and it isn't till a good way through your own breakfast that you realise what it is.
Looking at Sally from the corner of your eye, you see that she is wearing a shirt that has long white sleeves and pink torso section with a floral design stitched on the front. Knowing that if you could see the rest of the outfit, you know that she would be wearing a pair of pink pants with no zipper or buttons. "But she hasn't worn that outfit since she was about eight or nine," you think to yourself.
Mentally shrugging, you finish your breakfast, kiss your mom goodbye, greet your father as he comes downstairs for breakfast and grabbing your shoes and backpack, you dash out to the bus. As you run out, you notice that Sally is not only wearing the pants you thought she would be wearing, but she also looks younger.
A feeling of unsure washes over you and ducking out the door, you wonder what is going on and if it has to do with the wish. When the bus finally comes, you receive another shock when you sit down next to Jake and tell him, "Hey."
Jake looks at you, and as you look back you realise that for some reason that he doesn't know you. Looking around, he finally looks back at you, replies, "Hey," and then turns back to looking out the window. You, meanwhile, sit in puzzlement as you try and sort out why your best friend doesn't recognise you and why Sally looks younger.
By the time you reach the local junior high, you have a sinking sensation that everything new has something to do with the note and your wish. With this thought in mind, you exit the bus and look at the crowds of people entering the middle school, asking yourself, "What else is going to change in my life and how might it effect me and those around me?"