"I wish that everyone (besides myself, of course) thought that I was actually nine years old again, but unusually intelligent and mature for my age."
She felt something happen, but she wasn't sure what.
"I wish that reality would shift in accordance with my previous wish."
That did it! Her room changed, the wallpaper assumed a softer tone, the furniture scaled down in size, and her usual clutter vanished. Her posters were replaced; instead of rock bands, she had pictures of outer space. Her computer became a much newer model, and clothing appeared on her body. She was now wearing a private school uniform, complete with a tartan skirt, white blouse, and bobby socks.
Her blouse had a badge on the arm; she was apparently a student at Westfield, a very prestigious school in the area.
She frowned. Apparently everyone thought she was REALLY smart! "Better fix that then...I wish I much smarter!"
It was like a bright light burning in her mind, she made new connections and information flooded her consciousness. She nearly blacked out as her I.Q. rose to 180...and beyond.
"Dear heavens, I must endeavor to be more cautious in the future when making blatant revisions to local space-time."
Cassandra blinked. "That I just uttered those words fills me with a great deal of astonishment! My vocabulary is too voluminous for day-to-day communication! I must alter this state of affairs, lest my family and colleagues be incabable of understanding my speech!"
(Translation: "I can't believe I just said that! I sound like a total nerd! Normal people don't talk like this! Nobody is going to understand a word I say!")
With that in mind, she made another wish. "I highly desire, and thusly wish, that I would be capable of communicating with more common vernacular, without impugning my intellect."
Just then, her door opened, and her mother entered. "Cassie, dear, are you ready for dinner?"
"Sure thing Mom, that would be great." Whew!
Her mother came in and kissed her on the head. "So what has my little genius been up to?"
"Aw Mom, I was just doing my homework." Hm, I haven't been called Cassie in awhile, it's kind of nice, she thought to herself.
Her mother hugged her from behind. "I'm so proud of you, honey. Come down to the kitchen when you're ready."
As her mother left, Cassie smiled. It felt good to have her mother proud of her, even if all she'd really done is find a magic ring!
As she stood, she glanced at herself in the mirror. It was selfish, but...
"I wish I was attractive enough to be a model."
Her skin became flawless without any blemish, her hair assumed a golden sheen, and her eyes shifted to a deep blue. Her features seemed almost doll-like in their perfection, and although she didn't actually become any older, her appearance promised that one day she'd be a stunningly beautiful woman.
Even now, her hips seemed a little wider, and there was a sort of precocious sexuality about her movements. "...wow, I'm a real heartbreaker! Oh yes, I wish that everyone would think I always looked this way."
There, that should do it! Cassie made her way downstairs.