Kim hands over your cheque and says," Well the trial run is done and so far you're a great waiter, but your dad says you might want to only work 2 weeks, so would you like to continue working here?"
"Well," you say," I like working here, so I'd like to stay. Could we talk about my hours?"
"Sure," Kim says, "now that you're out of your trial period you can sign up for hours, you have to work at least three evenings a week, one of which has to be Friday, Saturday or Sunday, but after that you can sign up for as many more hours that you want, up to 48 a week. You're young and want to hang with your pals, just like I wanted to. So I can see why you wouldn't want to work all weekend. The tips are best then, though." She leads you over to a computer and calls up the scheduling plan. "You can see which shifts are already taken, so book yourself in as you want and print out a copy. If we need you for a particular shift, a note will appear, and we'll text and e-mail you too."
You set up a schedule of about 30 hours a week, at least one weekend evening off, some lunches, some suppers, so you can get some afternoons and evenings with friends or on the beach, and then print a copy.
You pass Kim on the way out, and she says, "Nice to have you with us, look after yourself now."
"Will do," you answer with a smile, and hug her.
Tom seeing the hug comes and wraps his large arms around you two and says, "We'll miss you little buddy."
"No, no, I'm signed up for the summer now," you smile, "plus I'll be back soon to eat."
"Great!" says Tom, squeezing even harder, then letting go and smiling.
"See you soon," you say as you head out the door.
On your way to the mall, you open your paycheque. You're excited because not only have made a good 500 bucks, two weeks at King Henry's has given you a tiny belly. You arrive at the mall and head to the bank to deposit the cheque and take out $100.
Then you head to Notz and Yeps. You see the store is more organized now and Swizzle is cleaning the counter.
"Why hello (insert your name here)," Swizzle says in welcome, "back to buy the Wishing Powder?"
"You bet," you smile.
"Great," smiles Swizzle, "that'll be 25 bucks please."
You take out your money and hand it to Swizzle and he takes it and hands you a little bag with a cartoon version of him smiling.
"Thank you young man," says Swizzle, "have a good day and be careful what you wish for. If you have any questions, think of me at the number on the bag."
"I will," you smile.
You walk home with a skip in your step and arrive home and go straight to the couch and take out the bottle of Wishing Powder. It's not more larger then a spice bottle your mom has. The wishing powder is green and you read the directions on the bottle:
'Add tiny amount of Wishing Powder to water, mix, then take a drink and think or say your wish. Be careful what you wish for.'
"Simple enough," you say and smile. You're tired though, and you decide to say trying the wishing powder until tomorrow.
The Next Day
You launch yourself out of bed with excitement, you go downstairs and have breakfast with Mum and Mike. Mike remarks on the few pounds you've gained working at King Henry's.
Mike leaves and you run upstairs to your room. You get a cool glass of water and a spoon and add a pinch of powder to the glass and stir.
"Now the moment of truth," you say, taking a drink. "I wish I weighed....
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