Zoe had to force herself to say something, otherwise she would have been just standing there with a slack look on her face for the next few minutes.
"Where's Jon?" she finally asked.
Her duplicate looked confused. "Zoe, what are you talking about? I'm Jon."
"You can't be. You look just like me."
"And your point is ... what?" her duplicate asked.
"Oh, you're up already," Zoe heard someone say from down the hall. She froze, realizing that the person had her voice. She slowly turned and saw herself standing at the end of the hall, wearing clothing that her mom usually wore. This other Zoe wasn't her mother's age, though. She was the same age as Zoe (fifteen), but she wore clothes similar to her mother, although sized more for a teenager than an adult.
What was happening? Why and how was everyone looking just like her?
