Still not entirely convinced, and afraid of looking stupid you look at your mobile. Skeptical that school is actually cancelled, you do a quick google search, to find the background behind the closure. Punching the air, you realise it's probably not a simple prank.
The fist punch dies unexpectedly, as you feel the doubts swirl around you once again.
Afraid of the shame that'll come with falling for such a prank, you try again. This time a test that will actually need magic rather than some potential coincidences. As you wrack your mind, it suddenly comes to you. A change to yourself would be the ultimate proof.
Your fingers tremble, as they hang over the saved number, aware that even making this wish could blow up in your face. Even asking could be... would be humiliating. Clenching your hand into a fist, you recall the news update, too fast and too detailed to be improvised on such short notice.
You uncurl the hand, and stab to call for your next wish.
"I wish I was a girl." You blurt out the wish, hanging up before you can even be sure it was coherent or clear. Dropping the phone onto your bed, your pulse pounds deafeningly in your ears. The room spins, and your vision swirls, as you weigh up whether you've just made the dumbest confession to pranksters... or...
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