Immediately after the wish was granted, the heavy metal music booming through the wall stopped. Jon put the stone back in its box and went to investigate.
He knocked on Zoe's door and he heard her say "Come on in." Usually she'd get made and tell him to get lost or something.
He opened the door and walked in.
Jon was shocked at the obvious change in her room. It had more of homey feel to it. Posters of metal bands were replaced with framed paintings. Her skulls and occult objects that were previously kept on her shelves were replaced by books. It was almost like walking into a library.
Zoe sat at her desk, using her computer. She typed something on the keyboard, then clicked the mouse. And then she swiveled in her chair and faced Jon. This also shocked him. She definitely was not a Goth anymore.
No thickly layered dark make-up and piercings. No black nail polish. And no gothic clothes. What he saw was a nearly normal 15-year old girl with light brown hair, wearing a white blouse, a tan-colored mini-skirt, panty-hose, and three-inch heels. She looked like she was working in a professional office, except she wasn't old enough to do that.
This must have been his dad's business-like personality. He was a sales rep and was always travelling around talking at conventions and what-not. He was very orderly and business-oriented. And it seemed that now Zoe was too.
"So, Jon. What did you want?" Zoe asked.
