Zoe lunged at Jon and grabbed the stone away from him. "That does it! I wish you and I had never met!"
Suddenly, the stone in her hand became warm. She looked down at it and saw that it was glowing, right before she had the urge to look away.
After a blinding flash, Zoe found herself lying on her bed, inside her house on the other side of town.
This thing really is magic! Zoe thought. But why am I home? Yeah, obviously, if we had never met, I wouldn't be inside his house. She stared at the stone which was quickly cooling off atop her palm. And if this thing really is magic, maybe Jon was telling the truth. Maybe I was ... gag ... his sister. Having him as a brother couldn't be any worse than having Sarah as my sister.
Zoe McMillan could hear that cheerleader bound up the stairs. She really ticks me off, thought Zoe. We used to be so much closer when we were little. I wish ...
