Ashleigh, a Goth Girl who Refuses to Conform

Ashleigh was spending a sunny Saturday afternoon doing what she enjoyed most - sitting in her bedroom alone with the curtains drawn shut while she trolled losers on 4Chan and listened to Bauhaus.

Her parents felt sure she was just "going through a phase", acting so anti-social and claiming to be into girls and not guys, but it was one that had lasted for more than three years now and Ashleigh was certain she was never changing. She hated "normies", and in fact most people generally, and abhorred the idea of trying to fit into a society she had never felt a part of. She had a few like minded friends at college she thought were kind of cool, but most people pissed her off, particularly the preppy cheerleader chicks that seemed to be so lauded there.

She had just rolled herself a joint and taken a few drags when she looked up to see a life sized fairy standing in front of her.

"Holy fuck, what did they put in this shit?" she exclaimed, looking at her spliff.

"You aren't hallucinating me, you silly goose! I'm Priscilla Appleblossom, your real life Fairy Godmother!"

"Do I look like a child to you? Fuck off with that shit. I'm enjoying my own company here"

"Don't worry, I won't trouble you for long. I'm here to grant one of your wishes. Quite a recent one actually"

"So my college is going to burn down with the entire cheerleading squad trapped in it?"

"No, meanie" Priscilla tutted "I only grant nice wishes"

"Yeah, well I don't make nice wishes" Ashleigh claimed as she took another toke and exhaled deliberately and directly towards Priscilla's face.

"Oh, I don't know. I quite like this one. It was when you were goofing around with your friend April from the cheerleading team a few weeks back"

"Friend? I hate that fucking skank. And I don't goof around with anyone"

"Well, whatever" Priscilla continued "She made some offhand remark about what you were wearing and you responded with the following..."

Ashleigh looked thoroughly disinterested as she took another drag of her joint.

"Oh you got me there April. I really wish I could be some dumb cheerleader slut whose only ambition in life is to shake her tits in people's faces and fuck every jock in class"

"Yeah, that's called sarcasm"

"Oh well you see, the thing is I've never really been good at picking up on that, so to me a wish is a wish"

Priscilla waved her wand and Ashleigh was submerged in glitter. Once it had cleared, the former goth girl had a very different look and attitude.

"Yay! Thank you! This is a way better look for me than all that black clothing and pale foundation, I feel super cute now!" Ashleigh enthused as she shook her pom poms.

"You look super cute too!" Priscilla gushed "And you are most welcome. My clients aren't always so appreciative of my work"

"But what am I doing sitting on my own in a darkened room on a summer Saturday? I need to get out there and spread some sunshine!" Ashleigh declared "Maybe I'll even find some cute guys to hang out with!"