"I wish that Zoe was my twin brother," I said, holding the stone firmly. My vision blurred for a moment and when it cleared in Zoe's place was an identical version of me.
He looked down at himself and grimaced at the plain clothes he was wearing. "Aww," he commented, "I'm gonna miss being goth."
I shrugged "you can still be if you want." I held up the stone to emphasise my point "All it takes is a wish..."
He tilted his head thoughtfully. I watched him carefully wondering what he'd decide.
