Not wanting to admit she didn't know what was going on, Jenny said, "Just messing with you." She looked around for a potential wish subject, to prove she knew all about the wishing powers, and finally said, "Okay, I wish the school looked like Barbie's Malibu dream house instead of a castle."
Nothing happened to the school, but the gorgeous milk-chocolate-skinned woman chortled. "Yeah, I knew it," she said. "No wonder you're looking at me like you've never seen me before. First of all, it's me -- Ginger."
"Ginger?" The only Ginger that Jenny knew was a nerdy girl who was in a few of her classes, and who looked a lot different than this. "Aren't you, um, a redhead, with, um..." Jenny was looking straight at this woman's chest, remembering that Ginger was pretty much flat as a board.
"Yeah, up until right after Q-Day, but come on, that was three years ago!" Ginger said.
"'Q-Day'?"
"The day of the quantum experiment?" Ginger saw Jenny's face was still blank. "The day they did the experiment in the particle accelerator that suddenly gave everyone the power to alter reality."
"Everyone?!"
Ginger rolled her eyes. "Fine, every human who was past puberty on that day."
"But that doesn't make sense..."
"Neither does a human being able to fly with angel wings," Ginger pointed out. She nodded toward the centaur standing nearby. "Neither does being half-human, half-horse. Neither does you wearing all those diamonds."
"What? I like them!" Jenny insisted.
"Do you really like them, or do you just like how much money you think they're worth?"
"I really -- wait, 'think they're worth'?"
"I wish I was wearing even more diamonds than you," said Ginger, and suddenly she was weighted down with a giant necklace, huge dangling earrings, a thick bracelet on each wrist, and a tiara, all completely made of diamonds. She shrugged and said, "Diamonds aren't worth anything. Nothing physical is, really. Money is meaningless."
Jenny gasped, as she suddenly realized why Kyle had sent her here. She wouldn't be able to brag or boast or even feel superior to anyone, not when they could instantly look just as good or better than her, or instantly have material possessions equal to or greater than her own.
She had to distract herself from these thoughts. "Okay, so why didn't the school change when I made that wish?" she asked.
Ginger explained...