No class. Take the rest of the day off.

John started towards her history class before skidding to a stop. She had the unlimited power to shape the world however she wanted, so why was she still going to classes? She did like hanging out with her friends and was on good terms with most of her teachers, but she could blow off the rest of the year and still graduate top of her class.

She decided to settle for the rest of the day and changed her direction. She pulled out her phone- top of the line now, thanks to her changes- and sent a text message to her three best friends even as she twisted reality a bit more.

In the original reality all the restrooms in the building were working fine, but in her newest alteration the alcove closest to the student parking lot was barred with a locked sliding metal gate and an "Out of order" sign. Reaching into her shirt she casually fit a very new key into the battered old grating. Satisfied that everyone was safely in classes, she slid the grating silently aside, locking it behind her as she turned the key to the lock on the womens door.

Rather than the utilitarian restroom the space had been previously, the wall dividing the two genders had been demolished and the entire area had been remade into a luxurious lounge. The stalls were redone in a rich cherry wood and the lighting made the room bright and spacious. The former mens side had been turned into a miniature spa with deep elegant tubs and magnificent marbled showers. The back wall had a cluster of rich red leather sofas and a pair of minifridges. John set her bag aside, and made herself comfortable as she waited.

Lisa was the first to slip into the girls private refuge and rather than ask what John was up to, she grabbed a cold soda and settled in to wait for the others. Marie slipped in a short while later, thinking as she always did that the girls had made some terrible mistake sharing this place with her. Laura managed to catch the door just after her, her flowing mane trailing in behind her, as she shut the door. John got up, handed Marie her favorite soda with a reassuring pat on the hands and hopped on the back of the couch to address 'her girls'

"I'm gonna blow off the rest of day and head out somewhere. My convertible has four seats, so who wants to help me fill em?" She asked mirthfully.

Marie sputtered nearly **** on her Coke. "We c-can't just skip out!" She squeaked. "Slipping out of class is one thing but cutting out of school entirely? We just can't do it!"

Doe twisted reality and Laura stepped up to wrap her hands calmingly around Marie's waist. "Don't fret so, Marie. We all know the four of us are doing so well we could skip the rest of the year and still graduate top of our class."

"Well yeah..." Marie said shyly, leaning back into Laura. Just two shy girls, one comforting another. John smiled and went on.

"And you know we're all teacher's favorites. If they give a test or anything they'll just send it home in our schoolwork."

"But what about our bags? I left my backpack and everything back in the classroom!"

Another twist resulted in four duffel bags appearing in the corner. "We got spare everything we could need." Lisa said. "And I doubt John would mind bringing our bags home, though he might appreciate some... thanks for the act."

Marie blushed and ducked her head. "I guess I can give him a hand job." She mused then blushed brighter as she began frantically waving her hands in Lisa's direction. "I-I mean if that's okay with you! I know he's your-"

"Friend." Lisa finished grabbing the nervous brunettes hands in her own. "I'm into him definitely. But I don't own him and it's not like we're officially an item. More like friends with benefits. One being sharing with other friends." She grinned cattily. "I have lots of friends.'

"So it's settled? We're going?" John asked with a laugh.

"Of course." Laura said demurely.

"I guess so." Marie smiled and sounded a bit more sure of herself.

Lisa dove for her bag in the corner. "Just let me throw on some shoes goddamnit!"

John smiled, thinking absently about the powers she had bestowed on William. His worked so well, why not do the same for her three best gal pals. But who to start with... and what to give them?