Jon's body stood in the doorway, holding the rock and looking frightened.
"Damnit Jessie... why the Hell do you always have to touch my stuff?" Jon said in his sisters girlish voice.
"I... I... what happened?" Jon's body said.
"You wished that we could live each others lives... and now we have to live each others lives...." Jon said.
"But how?" Jessie asked.
"The rock, you have in your hand... it grants wishes..."
"Wow, so I made a wish with this rock, and now we're in each others bodies..." Jon didn't like the look on his bodys face as he slowly got up, intending to get the rock back.
"Yeah, so how about..."
"How about you get out of my room, you little Brat!" Jessie said. Jon's girlish eyes went wide.
"what?" he asked meekly.
"You heard me... get out... why don't you go play with your dolls or whatever..." the new Jon said.
"Oh God... Jess... don't do this..." he pleaded.
"MOOOOM... Jessica won't get out of my Room!" the New Jon yelled.
"Jessie... Get out of your brothers room!" their mother hollared from the living room.
"You heard mom... OUT!" Jon couldn't do anything but admit defeat and slink off to his sisters room, where he'd have to try and formulate a plan...
