Nick reclined in his new gaming chair. He had saved up for months to get it, and he was rather pleased with himself for seeing it through. Some might not see the value in a good chair, but when it’s where you spend most of your time, Nick thought there was no better use for money.
Nick had just wrapped up his calculus homework. He had put it off a bit longer than he should’ve and it had started to pile up. He was rather glad to be rid of it. He drank the last of his coffee and pulled up a game. He chose the chair over new games because he always ended up playing the same games anyways.
He was mid-way through a level when a green light washed over his room. He paused the game and got up and looked around. He wondered if he should see if anybody else saw it, but it was pretty late and everyone was already asleep.
He looked around his room and looked into his mirror. He leaned in and looked at his face, something looked a little off… He couldn’t describe it, but with something as familiar as your own face you can tell. Upon further examination, he couldn’t tell. The only thing weird about him was his acne, and that was already there before. He had tried all the creams, but nothing worked.
He tried to imagine what he would look like without acne. He laughed a little. Not that bad. He looked in the mirror a little longer and realized his acne had actually gone. He ran his hand across his face and it was totally smooth. “Whoa…” He stared at his face in awe.
If I could just wish away my acne… What else can I do? He took off his shirt and threw it on his bed. He looked for a moment at his much lacking physique. He imagined himself, but with a six pack. He looked in the mirror, and it was so. He shook his head. That’s enough for tonight, I’m delirious. I need sleep.
He turned off his computer, and dove under his covers. It felt a little real to be a dream, but a little unreal to not be. It was a nice moment either way. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Nick woke up and rolled out of bed. He stretched and set about his normal morning routine. He had definitely stayed up too late, and he was paying for it now. He showered and got dressed before going to do his daily facial cream regimine. He almost fell backwards when he looked into the mirror and his face was acne free. He was definitely awake now.
He lifted up his shirt, and sure enough he had a six pack. His mind began to run through all the possibilities. If he went out this drastically changed, people would start to ask questions. Noah wasn’t a conspiracy theorist, but he also didn’t believe that the government would pass up a chance to poke at a boy who went from nerd to stud literally overnight. No. He needed to take this slow.
He sighed and shook his head. He looked into the mirror, and imagined himself with slightly less acne than he had before, and it was so. He looked down at his killer abs, and wished them away in exchange for a slightly less skin and bones look all over.
Just because he had to take this slow, didn’t mean he wouldn’t do it at all.
He walked out of the bathroom with a smug grin. He walked into the kitchen and put some bread in the toaster. He looked over at the plate he had gotten down. He began to wonder if his powers could extend beyond himself. He imagined the plate as being blue instead of white, but there was no change. He imagined it being a bowl instead, and still no change. Maybe my powers only apply to me. He looked over to his mom, who was eating a bowl of cereal in front of the TV. He walked over and saw she was watching the news.
“That’s right ladies and gentlemen, the green light is nothing to be concerned about. Back to you, Jeff.” Nick’s mom turned off the TV.
“Good morning!” She got up and hugged him. “Hey, I think that new cream is working! Your face is starting to clear up a bit!”
“I hope so.” Nick laughed. “What’s she talking about, a green light?” He gestured at the TV.
“Oh, a big green light happened, and everyone in America saw it, well everyone who was up. Did you see anything like that?”
“Oh, yeah, I did see something like that.” The dots connected in his head. It was the light. He didn’t know how or why, but it was definitely the light. He figured he should probably just play it cool.
“Yeah. Some kid in Gainesville went blind, but they say it’s unrelated, and there’s nothing to worry about.” She paused for a moment. “I assume you’re not blind?” She laughed a little and went back to her cereal.
Nick lightly chuckled and went back to his toast. None of this really made sense, but he did know one thing. He would have to do what he does best and keep his head down.
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