As Biff and his new friend Jon walked down the hall, they passed Jon's Goth sister Zoe, who was going into her room. She curled her lip at the two jocks and quickly walked into her room, slamming the door behind her.
"I still can't believe that my own fucking sister is a Goth," Jon complained. "What a turn off."
Biff paused at Zoe's door, thinking.
"Hey, man. Let's go," Jon said, urging Biff on.
"I'll be down in a minute."
Jon shrugged, then went downstairs by himself.
Biff looked down at the stone in his hand, thinking of a wish to fix Zoe. He hated Goths as much as Jon now did. And even though Jon was only his manufactured friend, he still felt like he wanted to help him out.
"I wish ..."
