As Jane ascended the stairs, the noises became more and more recognizable, causing her to grow angry. If that was Zoe ...
But it wasn't Zoe. It wasn't coming from her room. It was coming from Jon's. She gasped, never thinking that Jon would do anything like this, then grew even angrier than before. She marched towards Jon's bedroom door, then flung it open. But what she saw inside the room wasn't Jon. It was two teenagers. Two black teenagers. And they were naked and having sex on Jon's bed.
"What are you doing in my house?!" she screamed.
"Your house?" the black girl asked. "What you talkin' about, bitch? Dis is mah house."
The black guy looked at Jane with wide eyes. "What da fuck?" he uttered. "Why ain't you changed like yo daughter?"
"What are you talking about? Who are you?" Jane said. "How did you get in my house?"
Lebron looked around for the stone. He saw the family portraits around the house. Shanelle (formerly Jon) and her family were all black now, including the mother. But here was Jane standing right there and she was still white. Was the stone broken?
Unknown to Lebron, the stone was not broken. In fact, it was working exactly the way it was supposed to. Everything within the stone's range was changed to fit the new reality where Jon was a black girl named Shanelle. But when Lebron made his wish, Jane was outside the stone's range, so she wasn't affected. In fact, the only people in town who remembered Jane being white were herself and Lebron.
"What da fuck is wrong witchoo, lady?" the black girl (Shanelle) spat out. "This ain't yo house."
Lebron continued to look for the wishing stone. He had to fix this. He couldn't have Jon's mother messing things up for him.
