"If I could have one wish though, I would say I wish we could swap roles. Then I could be the boy and take you out on a date," Zoe said.
"No! Zoe! Don't ... " Jon began to say, right as the stone glowed. And when it did, Zoe finally believed that Jon was telling the truth.
After the light dissipated, Zoe looked down at herself. "Hey. I'm still a girl. How come it didn't ..." She stopped when she saw Jon. He was a Goth boy. Black T-shirt over a nylon shirt, black ripped skirt, and knee-high buckled boots. He even had black-dyed hair and some piercings.
"Damn it, Zoe! Now look what you did! You wished that we'd swap roles, not bodies! Now I'm a fucking Goth! Ugh. I even talk like you."
Zoe looked at her reflection in the bedroom mirror. Light blue T-shirt, blue jeans, and sneakers. And her hair was back to its natural brown color. Was this what she'd look like if she was "normal"?
