"Nothing" Zoe said stiffly.
I could tell she was lying. "Knock it off, Mom. I know you used the stone, so spill it, What did you do to me?"
"Not everything evolves around you, Joanna" Zoe snapped.
"More I know about this, more I can help or at least prepare for any changes. You're like hiding something"
"Just cool it" Zoe snapped, as she turned on the bathroom basin's tap, and somehow sprayed me directly into the face.
"Hey!" I protested, as i reached for some paper towel to dry off.
"Afraid of some water?" Zoe teased.
"Considering that you was watching me too intensely, and won't tell me what you did, yes." Annoyed, i reached for the handbag that i had over my shoulder and opened it, and started to reapply some of my lip gloss. Zoe continued to watch me, looking somewhat bemused. "What?"
"Nothing" Zoe smirked.
I glared at her. "How can i had been so stupid? I get your game. You're trying mental games, trying to freak me out, make me want to change. That is sooo not going to work, mom. Either that, or you did something to yourself. Lets face it, under that 'mom suit' you're still that angry goth and if you done something...." To my surprise, Zoe actually gave a slight smile, and seized me for a hug. "What?" I gasped.
"You have no idea what that means, sweetie" Zoe said as she squeezed me for a front on hug. I felt my chest against her more more ample one, and I scowled at the feeling. One that was being more and more normal. "We better get back, sweetie."
"But mom..." I whined. I still didn't have answers, and in the back of my mind, I still had doubts about changes to me. I knew Zoe was desperate to get back to her old, black gothy self, and the fact she actually liked me before al this was the only thing that hasn't stopped her from doing something overtly drastic.
"I'll play along, just like you. I'll even be nice to... Linda. You have been playing along, right?" She motioned for me to follow her out to where Linda and Marie were waiting.
"Of course I have, Zoe" I said, but it somehow felt odd to use Zoe's name.