""Nice look. Guess this is your 'project' into embarrassing me. Good thing for you the bitch and brat aren't home" Zoe said, her eyes lighting up.
"You. My room. Now" I said as Zoe seized my hand and dragged me upstairs in a rather unladylike fashion that reminded me why girls take shorter steps. It was to her room though, but soon as she closed the door, I took off the maryjanes. They were too tight, annoying with the constant clicking as I walked and most of all, I hated how girlish they made me feel. "Guess you want to know."
"This will be good" Zoe said eagerly, belying her goth appearance. "She made to pull at my hair, but as I moved to squat her away, I knew maybe if she did, it would shock her into paying attention. I did, and her bemusment turned to confusion as I reacted like how she would if someone pulled her hair.
"Its real, unfortunately"
"How?!"
"It starts with that stone, It grants wishes but you cannot reverse them" I said, placing the stone on one of the shoes. since I didn't want to make an accidental wish. "First Karyn gave herself a makeover, and I think it melted her brain..."
"What kind of makeover? She already looks like an airhead."
"The stone adjusts reality" I explained as I told Zoe everything that happened to me. She seemed incredulous, least until I showed her that I just as female as she was. Least below the hips. Shocked, she said, "What are you going to do? You can't hide this forever. Then I'd have to pretend, I actually like you."
"Charming. Ï know and I'm worried what would happen if mom got her hands on this stone. We both know she views you as a disappointment."
Zoe rolled her eyes. "Fucking bitch."
"With this, you'd probably end up in this uniform, I'd probably be stuck as a girl and five or something..."
Zoe seemed surprised. Ï know she'd try and turn me into some kind of sheep, but why turn you into my little sister, 'sis'?"
"To raise me right, and not end up like you. I'd end up into pink leotards and ballet before we know what" I said, slightly annoyed that Zoe was already accepting me as 'big sis'. I guess being still dressed as a St Mary's student didn't help either.
"Least I wouldn't suffer alone" Zoe said eying my uniform. "One more thing, Jon. You said airhead called you a girls' name. What is it?"
I shook my head."
"Jon. You owe me."
"Aggghh. Fine. Its Anna. As in Joanna. Happy now?"
"Änna? Suits you" Zoe said, in a deadpan voice.
"Don't you start using it". Do it and I swear, I'll replace all your black with pink or something" I threatened.
"Then I'd guess I'd have to use it on you, then" Zoe smirked. "Seriously, though, I'd love to give a makeover. Even if its a non gothic one."
