After the light from the stone dissipated, Jon saw himself in his bedroom mirror. He was still himself, except he had long blond girly hair (sarah liked her hair that way so so did jon). he was wearing girl's clothes, a skirt and tank top. At first he didn't notice, but then after a moment, he did. He had pink nail polish on his fingernails.
"Like, oh ... my ... gawd. What did I just do to myself?" he said out loud. Then he stopped and stared. Why did he say the word like?
Someone knocked on the door. "Jon... Are you like decent?" It was his mom.
"Yeah, Mom I'm dressed." Jon wasn't sure why he kept talking like that, or why his mom was too. Every time he opened his mouth, he sounded like some ditzy girl.
Then it hit him. Of course! he thought. I, like, have Sarah's personality... and so does my family. He stopped again. He couldn't even think like himself anymore.
Jon realized he liked this.
Then his mom came in.
