Something Good for one of them

'Crap, crap, crap...it had to be her!' Jessica cursed to herself as she did her best to move down the stairs quickly and navigate the crowd of drunken partygoers. Just when she thought tonight couldn't get any worse, after having her fucking Mother of all people show up and tell her that's she's a Genie, a fucking wish-granting Genie, she had thought that Kevin showing up in her room and trying to steal the ring was the end of her life as she knew it, that she would be a **** to the whims of that creep, only for the ring to bounce out the window and land in the grass.

'And then SHE had to get it!'

Viv Wood, the weird, skinny chick with those creepy, soul-piercing eyes just had to be the one who picked up her ring.

That girl barely existed at the school, she certainly wasn't invited by any of the Cheerleaders or Football team, so why she was even here was absolutely beyond Jess! Sure, she had invited a LOT of people to her 18th birthday party, but Viv was definitely not on the list! Who knows what that crazy-

"I wish I had a figure like Jess'..."

Jess had just been nearing the bottom of the stairs when she heard the quiet, mumbling voice of Viv in her head, and she nearly collapsed right there. A wave of heat rushed through her, starting from her legs and hitting every sensitive spot in her body, leaving her panting and flushed. She had barely been able to suppress a breathy moan, but she still whimpered. With her nipples poking into her bra, her face red and her thighs rubbing together in arousal, Jess had just one question...

'What the fuck was that?!'

After a moment of weak gasping, Jessica shook her head and looked up, finding Sam moving to her side. It was nice to see her here, at least, even if she wasn't a member of the Cheerleading Squad anymore.

"Hey, you okay?" Sam asked, brushing her bright red hair out of the way and looking over the girl of the hour, completely oblivious as to what had happened. To Jess, Samantha Harris had never been a more welcome sight than right now. Nodding, the flustered blonde responded as best she could.

"I'm...I'm fine... Kevin snuck into my room, though, and tried to attack me...can you get one of the QBs to deal with him? I need to speak with Mistress real qui-"

Jess' jaw snapped shut, nearly catching her tongue as she realized what she had just said. But Sam, bless her heart, was enraged and looking up the stairs with a look of pure fury, not catching her slip of the tongue. Sure, it wasn't quite as intimidating when it was on the face of a red-headed bombshell, but anyone who knew Sam knew not to piss her off.

"He did what?!" She all but growled out, her eyes looking up the stairs for a moment longer before she looked back to Jess with a smirk. "I think I can deal with him myself. I'll find you later Jess."

Without waiting for a response, Sam began making her way up the stairs, a few of the more drunk idiots on the steps quickly getting out of her way. Jess would've smiled if she wasn't still wondering why she had referred to Viv as 'Mistress'... and why Sam didn't seem to notice...

After a moment, she shook her head and began making her way to the backyard, ignoring the sound of Tiffany behind her as she was too busy getting what she hoped would be her last surprise of the night. She really wished that it wasn't real, though, because that meant this whole awful night was actually happening and wasn't just some horrible nightmare after drinking too much at her real 18th birthday party.

As Jess squeezed between the bodies at the back door and into the yard, there before her was that weird, quiet girl from class, but she very obviously looked different from the creepy scarecrow-like twig of a woman that she was before, now she looked...well, hot.

Viv's grey eyes were staring down at her body as if she'd never seen it before, which she hadn't to be fair. Her sweater that normally hid her wiry frame now clung to her body, highlighting a pair of large, perky and round breasts that most definitely weren't there five minutes ago. Her body had suddenly filled out, jeans and sweater clinging to a figure that would make her the envy of any girl...if they weren't Jessica, that is.

But, Jess had a bigger concern on her mind right now, that being the gold ring on one of those dainty fingers (when minutes before, they had been thin and awkward).

Marching up, Jess plastered on her best smile as she walked up to Viv, hoping that she could just get the ring, put it back in that stupid box and pretend this never happened. The weird girl looked up to her, a bit starstruck, while Jess resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She usually kept to herself, but everyone in the Cheer team suspected that she had a crush on Jessica. Still, maybe Jess could use that to her advantage, and get back to her normal life before the end of the party.

"Hey, thanks for waiting! Listen, Mistress, I really need that ring back-!" Jessica froze again as the word escaped her lips without thinking. The speech she had practiced in her head turning to dust while those bluish-grey eyes narrowed at her, suspicious and confusion clear on Viv's face.

"What did you call me...?

So, word of warning, I'll probably bounce back and forth between following Jess and Vivian for each chapter, so hopefully it won't be too aggravating.