The Count of Monte CristoChapter 58 M Noirtier de Villefort
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Jeff and Kyle had a hobby. Normally it's good for 16-year-old boys to
have a hobby, but this might be the exception. Their hobby was getting
turned down for dates.
Now men compete over the strangest things, but this was certainly a
unique case. It began in junior high school. Jeff Thomas was a gangly
kid with severe acne, while Kyle Collins was just fat, and they got
into an argument over who was the biggest loser. The argument ended
with each boy asking out as many cute girls as he could and seeing who
could outdo the other in rejection. Jeff won that first contest, but
only because he could run from girl to girl without having to pant for
air as Kyle did.
In the years that followed their competition became fiercer and more
challenging. By there second year of high school Jeff's acne cleared up
and he received highest academic standing in his class. Kyle had a
growth spurt and joined the football team. He is now a quarterback with
the same weight, but all muscle. To there surprise getting rejected was
not as easy as it used to be.
Despite Jeff's brilliance, it didn't occur to either of them to simply
dress down or be rude to the girls. Most of the ladies in question knew
about there little competition and would work out little deals. "I'll
turn you down five times if you promise to ask me out six times," or
"Do this for me or I'll reject the other guy." Girls found their own
teasing ways to join in the fun. Otherwise, they wouldn't have
tolerated such odd nonsense; eventually the game became more elaborate.
The rules are:
Rejection by a stranger 3 points
Rejection by a regular 1 point
Says she already has a boyfriend 1 point
Leaves the boyfriend for you -3 points
Acceptance -2 points
Hate mail 1 point
Love letter -1 point
Rejection due to rudeness 0 points
Rejection due to sloppiness 0 points
The problem with this system was that no relationship could progress
very far. If either had ever gone so far as to kiss a girl goodnight or
promise to call, she might make him choose between her and their
contest. The ladies were constantly pressuring them for that kiss or
those words or sometimes even more. There was a rumor that the real
reason people tolerated the contest was because the girls had there own
contest to see who could make them give it all up. More and more Jeff
wanted to have a real relationship, and the scary thing is Kyle didn't
care. The contest and winning were all Kyle cared about. Jeff was even
beginning to suspect that his rival might be gay. Yet Jeff continued to
compete out of an almost insane sense of pride.
The worst thing about the contest was there was no set rule of how to
end it. It was generally understood that if one man backed down then
the other man was the winner, but that meant the points were totally
meaningless. Nonetheless Jeff eventually began to realize that if he
was ever to find his true love, he needed to find Kyle's first.
Now there was one girl that Jeff saw on a regular basis; Nancy
Franklin, whom Kyle loved dearly. Kyle felt awful because at school
they each insisted they were just friends, but Kyle knew she was much
more than that, still Nancy was a good sport, and always played along.
Jeff was walking along with his hands in his pockets, thinking about
all his stupid problems when he suddenly heard a scream.
"Stop!"
Jeff stopped, his foot hanging in the air, tilted his back forward and
looked down. There beneath him was a tiny toad.
"If you promise not to squish me, I'll grant you a wish."
"If you can grant wishes then why are you a toad," Jeff asked?
"I'm actually a sorcerer's apprentice but I talked back, so now I'm a
toad for 10 years."
"Man, and I thought detention was harsh."
The toad started hoping away.
"Hey what about my wish," Jeff protested.
"I only said that out of panic cause I thought you'd squish me."
"Give me a wish or I will squish you."
"Fine what do you want."
"Limitless wishes."
"That figures. Give me a quarter and I'll turn it into a magic wishing
coin."
"Can you do it with a dime?"
"Cheap bastard," the toad scoffed. The toad took the dime. There was a
glowing light for a moment, then the toad gave back the now magic dime.
"Now remember," said the Toad, "this dime can do anything except create
life and break my curse. Also if your karma is bad, the wishes might
turn against you."
And so it came to be that Jeff acquired almost limitless power. Jeff
thought to himself, the only thing he really wanted was to end the
competition and have a real relationship with Nancy. He could wish the
competition away, but that would be as good as losing. He couldn't use
magic to change Kyle either. That would be cheating. No, he still
wanted too win. That meant Kyle had to give up of his own will. But
what would he give up his precious contest for. Every hot babe in
school tried to make him do it.
The next day Jeff watched from a corner at school, looking for the
perfect prey. He saw her talking to some other girls in front of the
lockers. Her name was Lori Nolan. She is head cheerleader and one of
the few girls who is legitimately interested in Kyle. Looking directly
at her Jeff picked up his wishing coin and spoke. "I wish for Lori
Nolan to possess all the knowledge and skills necessary to seduce and
completely infatuate Kyle Collins."
Lori's eyes glazed over for a second, and she froze. Somehow she
reminded Jeff of a computer that was installing a new program. When it
was done, she walked over to Kyle. This is it Jeff thought. She's going
to make him fall head over heels. When she reached him, Lori kneed Kyle
in the groin and screamed, "Pervert" then began hitting him with her
book bag until several students grabbed her and started holding her
back.
At this point Jeff considered the possibility that showing a boy's
intimate fantasy to a girl was not a good idea.
Later Jeff was thinking of new ways to break Kyle's spirit when he
heard a voice from behind.
"Hey Jeff."
He dropped his magic coin into the air then in a panic he quickly
grabbed it before it hit the ground and shoved it into his pocket. Jeff
turned around and there was Kyle.
"Hey man, I already got five rejects this morning," said Kyle.
"That's uh... great," said Jeff, who still didn't know how to respond
to Kyle's boasting.
"So what's your score."
"Three," said Kyle looking slightly downtrodden.
"Getting behind man, but why don't we meet at the coffee shop later and
see if we can find some smart college chicks to turn us down."
"Sure, Sure," answered Jeff.
That afternoon, on the way to the coffee shop, Jeff slipped out his
coin and thought for a minute. They say there is someone out there for
everyone. "Okay, I wish for Kyle to meet his ideal girlfriend at that
coffee shop." When Jeff arrived, he walked into the caf? and spotted
Kyle at his usual table. Then he looked around. Damn, Jeff thought,
where is that perfect girl that was supposed to meet him. He walked
over to the table. Kyle turned, and he blushed at the sight of his
friend.
"Could I uh... Could I offer to buy you a coffee?" Kyle asked.
"Hmm. You could offer. The question is will I say yes or no," Jeff
flirtatiously responded.
This is weird, Jeff thought. Kyle never offers to pay. And something
else is wrong. But the more Jeff tried to define what was wrong the
more everything seemed right.
Kyle gave a slight laugh at her retort, held out his hand out, and
said, "My name is Kyle Collins, and I would really love to buy you a
cup of coffee."
"All right then," Jeff responded, taking his hand and shaking it as
though they had just met.
"So what's your name?" Kyle asked.
"I'll tell you after I get some caffeine in me," Jeff responded.
For the next hour they chatted as though they had just met. Jeff
introduced herself as June Lorelei Thomas. She told him she was twenty-
eight years old and had just moved here from another town. She said
that she was a returning student who had originally given up school to
support her boyfriend in law school by waitressing. Her eyes watered a
little as she talked about her ex boyfriend, and Kyle thought of what a
bastard he must have been. She said that she was living with her sister
Laura and intent on completing her degree in environmental science.
After two hours and three cups of coffee June had to use the ladies'
room. What the heck have I been doing Jeff thought. The coin, I was
going to meet Kyle and I wished for his ideal girl to go meet him and
the wish must have mixed the two meetings together. It made sense. The
coin couldn't create a person so it changed the closest one. Kyle has a
thing for older women, and I'm twenty-eight. Kyle has a protective side
and I'm getting over a bad relationship. Kyle plans to major in
environmental science and I already am.
When June looked in the mirror, she saw something else that made her
Kyle's ideal girl. She was a babe. Her breasts were huge. Double D's at
least. A thin waist, large hips, raven hair cascading down to the small
of her back, emerald green eyes. This girl looked like something out of
a modeling magazine. She made a few sexy poses then wondered, what
poses to try on that hotie Kyle.
Magic must have given me this body June thought, she reached into her
pants pocket to grab the dime, but her pants had become a skirt and had
no pockets. Oh well she mused, I'm dating a high school quarterback,
what else could I wish for.
Soon they were sitting together again.
"Listen June," said Kyle, "I've got practice at seven, but I would
really like to meet you again. Maybe we can exchange phone numbers."
"Gee Kyle I wish I could." In saying this she only meant to tease him,
but suddenly she not only exchanged numbers, but promised they would
make plans.
XXX
On entering her home, June was greeted by her mother, or rather Jeff's
former mother who was now her older sister. Her last name was still
Thomas.
"Hey sis," Her former mother greeted her. She then held out a box of
cigarettes inviting her to take one. Mrs. Thomas had always made a
point of never smoking around her children. Remembering this June felt
a naughty thrill as she took one and played along. "So, meet any guys
at the coffee shop."
June blushed slightly at her former mothers forwardness. "Well," she
answered while fidgeting with a lighter, "I talked to this one guy."
"Well don't hold back, tell me all about him."
"What do you want to know?"
"What else is there! Is he hot?"
"He's hot, but get this. He's a sixteen-year-old high school
quarterback."
"Hah still pinning after the football team."
Suddenly a school bus stopped in the front yard. Mrs. Thomas grabbed
the cigarette out of June's hand and began fanning the room. Instantly
she returned to being the prim and proper woman June recognized from
Jeff's life. It was because her younger sister-turned niece Judy had
returned. Judy ran in the door and immediately ran to and hugged her
aunt. This was a welcome change. Judy hated her as Jeff. She was always
such and obnoxious little brat.
"Aunt June, Aunt June" the child cried in joy. Today we played with
crayons, and we practiced our adding and at lunch Cindy shared her
peanut butter cups with me and I gave her some of my Oreo's and...
and." Soon the sister was pulling the adoring child off of her aunt.
XXX
That night June searched her purse and found lipstick, tampons, and a
wallet with 12 dimes. After making different wishes on each one number
7 finally caused an ice-cream Sunday to appear. At last, the coin had
returned, but what to do with it.
She looked in the mirror, and thought about her former existence as
Jeff, but she only laughed at the idea of changing back. She was Kyle's
ideal woman, and whose ideal woman would leave them to be a teenage
boy.
The next day was Saturday. She had promised to call Kyle on Saturday
morning and so she did.
Kyle was at home, waiting by the phone. He didn't want to seem
desperate. He fully intended to let the phone ring twice. When it did
ring, he grabbed it on the first, rushed the receiver to his mouth and
said, "Hello June."
"Hey football star, you sound glad to hear from me."
"I am. I just wish I could see you."
Now Kyle was being awfully forward, but June, did not care. She wanted
to see him to.
In the weeks that followed Kyle and June had the most wonderful
romance. Being his dream girl June knew exactly when and what buttons
to push. One night Kyle arrived for a date. June was still fixing her
make-up and when he arrived so Kyle sat on the couch and talked with
little Judy.
"So you're Kyle," asked Judy.
"That's me."
"Your sixteen right. I'm six. My daddy says your way too young to be
dating a woman like aunt June. He says she's practically middle aged."
Kyle couffed at hearing this and tried to change the subject. But with
Judy he couldn't get a word in.
June saw the two of them on the couch and realized she might have to do
some damage control. She approached the two from behind, but suddenly
Judy blurted out, "You're cute, I wish I could be your girlfriend."
The dime in June's purse, which had been itching for a wish began to
glow. Suddenly years passed before June's eyes as Judy matured into a
young woman of sixteen. She became taller, and her breasts and hips
swelled outwards until she seemed to be a younger version of June.
Though he didn't seem to notice the transformation, Kyle looked at Judy
with a certain adoration.
June wanted to protest, but once again Judy was the first to open her
mouth. "Okay, Aunt June, me and Kyle are going to, like, go to a
concert." June tried again to protest as they left, but now Kyle
interrupted. "Don't worry Ms Thomas, I'll take good care of your niece,
and have her back by ten." June tried once more to protest but then she
felt a hand touch her shoulder. It was her sister. "Aren't they cute,"
she said, "It makes me wish I was sixteen again."
Suddenly Mrs. Thomas's face blurred. It was like looking thorough an
out of focus camera. June could not make sense of her features at all.
She heard her once mother once sister utter the strangest of lines:
"Hey mom, I'm going to the concert with Jimmy. I'll be back around
eleven." Then the strange blurry girl left and June found herself
stumbling around the house practically blind. After hitting her shin on
a coffee table, and nursing the pain for a few minutes, she found a
pair of glasses on a said table, and tried them on. The world came into
focus again. So she tried to focus her thoughts as well. Okay, Judy
became older and Kyle's girlfriend. That was simple enough. Her Mother,
who had become her sister, was now her sixteen-year-old daughter. That
was needlessly complicated. She was now blind without a thick pair of
glasses and her shin hurt. But what did the wishes have to do with her
eyesight. Then it hit her. She must be older. June rushed to a mirror.
There was no major change in appearance but many minor ones. Her hair
was shorter. There were the glasses of course, and she was dressed in
mom clothes.
June panicked. She was terrified about becoming this new identity. In
the back of her mind she could already hear strange new thoughts.
Thoughts like Laura has dentist on Thursday, or Judy better not neglect
her studies now that she has a boyfriend. What would it take to push
her over the edge? She sat alone in the living room, fearing that any
stimulus might help her new thoughts overshadow her mind.
She picked up the coin, ready to wish herself back. Then wondered back
to what. Back to the woman who wasted the best years of her life on bad
relationships and drooling over younger men. How about back to being a
selfish teenage boy whose life centered around winning a rejection
contest. Just minutes ago she was happy as Aunt June. But was she only
happy because of the coin. All she had thought about back then was
Kyle. She didn't want to define her existence by being in love with
Kyle, and she couldn't just steal her daughter's boyfriend. That was
just weird. Moreover, what woman would ever wish to be a boy. So she
sat there in indecision.
The phone rang. June resisted the urge to pick it up. But it was past
ten. Judy promised to be back by ten. What if something happened? What
if she was alone somewhere and needed a ride home? What if she was
hurt. The dotting mother picked up the receiver. "Hello" she spoke.
"Mrs. Thomas," came the abrupt voice of Kyle's mother. "Are you aware
that my Kyle was supposed to be back at ten o'clock sharp?"
"Mrs. Collins, my Judy is late too, I was just waiting for them."
"It sounds like you need better control of your daughter, keeping a
young man out at such hours."
"Judy! It's Kyle that's driving. Why would it be Judy's fault there
late?"
"What are you implying Mrs. Thomas? My boy is a responsible and
considerate young man. If there is a problem it is obviously because of
your child's bad influence. Now quit tying up my line so they can
call."
CLICK
"But you called me," Mrs. Thomas said to the dial tone.
Suddenly the door opened and Judy entered.
"Young Lady, do you know what time it is." Mrs. Thomas stopped herself,
realizing that her daughter was crying. "What happened dear?" she
asked.
Without speaking Judy ran up to her room and continued to cry. June
waited a few minutes, then knocked on the door to Judy's bedroom.
"Sweetie, please tell me what's wrong."
"Kyle's a jerk, that's what."
June took that as an invitation to enter. She sat down by Judy's bed
and petted her head in a motherly way as Judy sobbed into her pillow.
Finally the girl spoke. "We were at the concert. We met up with some
friends from school. I went to get drinks. When I came back, Kyle was
kissing Lori Nolan." She began to cry again and fell to her pillow.
Mrs. Thomas felt a pain of guilt when she remembered how Jeff had
wished Lori could seduce Kyle before she became June.
She sat with her daughter until the girl had cried herself to sleep,
then quietly left the room.
This was still Kyle's fault of course. Not wanting to accept
responsibility she shut Lori's role out of her mind. She distinctly
remembered going out of her way not to directly tamper with Kyle's mind
through magic, so the betrayal was his alone. It was odd that Lori
warmed up to Kyle again, but that was no matter Kyle would get what he
deserved.
June held the coin in her hand and thought carefully. She could wish
for Kyle to feel all the pain that Judy felt, but knowing that
mischievous wish grantor it would probably turn Kyle into Judy. She
could give him a weird rash, or make something fall off his body.
Finally the perfect wish occurred to her. "I wish for Kyle Collins to
get exactly what he deserves for hurting my daughter."
June returned the coin to her person and carried on feeling that the
matter was settled. On Sunday she went about her day making breakfast,
lunch, and dinner for her girls, cleaning the house, buying groceries,
and never even thinking that she could simply wish these chores away as
Jeff or even the last June would have done. Sunday completed with her
watching TV with Laura and Judy, then going to bed.
The next day, after school Judy and Laura where out with their friends,
and June was at home organizing her receipts when there was a knock on
the door. She answered and to her surprise it was Lori Nolan.
"Hello Mrs. Thomas," she spoke. "I'm sure you heard what happened on
Saturday. I came to apologize to Judy."
"She isn't home, and I doubt she will want to talk to you." June
replied.
June tried to shut the door but Lori pressed forward. "Please Mrs.
Thomas, I really need to talk to her. I don't know why I kissed Kyle.
I've been having these strange thoughts about him for weeks and I wish
I knew why."
Suddenly a fire lit in Lori's eyes. "It was you and that coin. You
showed me all his pervert fantasies. I'll bet you even wished for him
to break his leg at practice yesterday."
Realizing what was happening June rushed for her purse. But Lori new
the dime could hear her from the doorway. "I wish you'd give me the
coin," she yelled. Just as Mrs. Thomas reached the item she found
herself rushing back and handing it over to Lori.
"This was all because of your stupid contest with Kyle, wasn't it Jeff.
Well I guess you've got him beat now huh."
"Now dear, be very careful what you say while holding that thing."
"Oh, afraid of what I might wish for. You should be but first, I wish
you would recognize me as coin's owner and only rightful user. I wish
Kyle's leg was fixed. I wish I could get these perverted thoughts out
of my mind and... uh?" Lori paused. Suddenly she forgot what she was
angry about. Okay she now had a wishing coin, and there was some
business with some guys but what was it? All thoughts of punishing Mrs.
Thomas left her mind. She had the oddest expression on her face. It was
a look of total innocence. Mrs. Thomas couldn't understand what
happened the vacant expression worried her. She shook the girl's
shoulder.
"Lori are you all right?"
"Sure Mrs. Thomas," she said with a cheerful innocence. "But are you
sure it's okay for me to keep your magic wishing coin."
"Of course you can," she found herself saying against her will.
"Wow. You're so nice! Maybe I'll wish for a bunny, or a rainbow. If I
wish for a rainbow it might rain, but I don't mind."
Suddenly it dawned on Mrs. Thomas, Lori had erased all her perverted
thoughts. The poor girl didn't even remember the birds and the bees,
and she couldn't even use the coin to fix this mess.
Soon sweet innocent Lori skipped off singing merrily while Mrs. Thomas,
content that she could do no more went back to filing her receipts and
making the girl's dinner.
Epilogue
The next day Lori skipped happily toward school. Her clothes were cute
but completely desexualized. She wore a lot of pink, and left
everything to the imagination. She had no jewelry or cosmetics feeling
no need for them. If anything she seemed like an elementary school kid,
but too innocent. Kyle met her on the way.
"Hey Lori, look," he said, giving a slight skip. "My leg is fixed. I
can even play football again."
"Cool, now who are you?"
"Hah very funny babe," said Kyle. "Now why don't we pick up where we
were at the concert the other night."
"You want to listen to music."
"Doll, I want to make music."
"Wow, cool, what instrument do you play? Can I see it?"
Wow, Kyle thought. Lori has never been this direct before.
"Now doll face, there'll be plenty of time for that. But how about we
go to the dance this weekend."
"Dance?"
"Yeah the couples only dance on Friday."
She looked at him confused.
"Uh Lori," said Kyle "you're on the planning committee. You were part
of a group that petitioned to the student council that we have a dance,
and you came up with the theme."
"Doesn't ring a bell? Of course I've been forgetting a lot of stuff
lately.(Giggle) Anyway, what's a couple?"
"Are you messing with me," Kyle snapped?
Once he yelled at her Lori began to cry.
"Hey, stop that," Kyle demanded. "Stop it right now! People are
starting to watch! Stop it or I'll smack you."
Suddenly who should run up to them but Nancy Franklin. "Hey, what did
you do to her?" Nancy demanded.
Feeling like a cornered animal Kyle blurted out the first thing that
entered his mind. "Get lost tomboy!"
Upon hearing this Nancy knew all that she needed to know. She swiftly
kneed Kyle in the groin, then took hold of Lori's shoulders and
comforted her. "It's okay, she said." The two went off to a private
spot so Lori could dry her tears.
"That Kyle he's so mean," Lori sobbed.
"I know, boys are so stupid. I wish Kyle new what it's like to be an
innocent girl in this world."
"You're so nice Nancy. I really like you," Lori complimented.
"That's sweet. I like you too."
"Hey, Kyle said there is a dance on Friday."
"Yeah Lori your head of the planning committee."
"Could we be a couple?"
Nancy turned away, in embarrassment.
"Uh Lori, we're both girls"
"But I really like you Nancy and you just said you liked me."
Lori looked so eager and Nancy thought that the poor girl must really
be struggling. She never would have guessed that her long time friend
had these kinds of feelings for her. Nancy thought of the courage it
must have taken to ask.
"I'm sorry Lori," she said, "I wish I could feel that way about you
but..." Nancy stopped. She suddenly realized that she did feel that way
about Lori. She blushed furiously at this realization, then shyly
answered. "Okay Lori, let's do it. I like you to, so let's be a
couple."
Suddenly Kylie Collins walked by. Her groin didn't hurt anymore because
she no longer had one.
"Hi Lori," she said shyly. "I'm not sure, but I think I did something
that hurt your feelings earlier. I'm really sorry."
"That's okay," Lori responded. "Hey, me and Nancy just became a couple.
We're going to the dance together."
"Cool. I was thinking of asking a boy myself."
"Oh don't do that! Boys are icky."
"You're right" said Kyla, and the three girls happily skipped off
together.
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