Jen really wasn't sure what to say, in fact she was weighing the options in her mind. He probably had a tape recorder or some such and would display her stupidity all around the school. So instead she said nothing, this couldn't be real anyway.
"Time's up, Jen. That's both for you. All I needed was for you to pick transform, but I can think of something for the dare." Kyle laughed for a good long moment before he began to speak again. "So, I wanted this to be perfect, and I wanted to get back at you and all your friends, kind of hard with only one use of the curse. But I figured you could help me out with that." Little did Jen know that on the other end of the phone Kyle was holding an old necklace with a thick gold chain and a large crystal hanging from it.
"Go to hell."
"Yeah, I probably will, for this. But like I was saying, I got the perfect idea the other night. You see, my little brother was watching a Disney movie, Aladdin, you know it? Well here's the transform, and listen close 'cause it comes with some rules. You will transform into a genie. Your prison won't be a lamp, but the necklace I'm holding right now." He jangled the chain next to the phone, letting Jen hear it. "Also, you won't just stop at three wishes, the person with the necklace can wish as many times as they want, as long as they're wearing it. Anyone with the necklace can let you out or force you back in whenever they want, where ever you are."
Kyle was quiet for a moment. "Oh, and for a Dare. I guess, you can't talk about your life before you were a genie except to me, even if someone wishes to know. I'll be seeing you in a bit Jen."
Jen stood with her mouth open for a moment, as she hung up the phone. That had to be some sort of sick joke, right? Trapped in a necklace, that just couldn't happen. She felt a coldness at her wrists and looked down, two golden bands had encased her wrists. Her cheerleader outfit was changing too. Her shirt narrowed until it was a filmy red silk blouse that left her arms and stomach bare, and did barely anything to hide her chest. Her skirt soon followed into a matching set of pants, translucent enough to see the outline of her legs through the thin silk. A black sash appeared around her waist and her shoes became a matching pair of curly-toed slippers.
Jen felt a sudden wrenching, as if someone tied a rope to her wrists and pulled her towards them. She vanished from her home and reappeared in a small bedroom. The walls were blue and the place was a mess. Clothes, books and video games were everywhere, and sitting in front of the computer was a very smug looking Kyle, the necklace hanging down from around his neck, his fingers twisting the large crystal.
"Hah! It did work! I was beginning to worry a bit, thought it might be too much for the curse, but I guess not. Let's try you out."
"Try me out?! I'm not some kind of car or toy!"
"You're a toy now, or might as well be. Anyway, let's start simple I wish I didn't have acne anymore." As if she were a puppet, Jen lifted her hand and snapped her finger. She watched wide-eyed as Kyle's skin cleared up, becoming the blemish free skin some people can only dream of. He peered at himself in the dark computer screen and grinned. "Oh, this'll work good!"