"And you're using my towel!" Jon said. "How many times do I have to tell you to lay off my stuff? Give it back."
"I am not getting naked in front of you," Zoe said, growing annoyed. "Grow up, Jon. Use a different towel. Use mine if you want." Distracted, she headed across the hall...into Jon's room.
How could Jon say she was turning into him? Honestly, her little brother could be such a... She paused. She just thought of Jon as her little brother. He was right, something weird was happening to her. She was starting to think like him. She went to the drawer and pulled out a rubber band and put it around her wrist. She'd heard about this idea somewhere. Every time she thought like Jon, she'd snap it.
