God, his boobs looked great, Jon thought as he turned left and right and admired himself in the mirror. Being Sarah's little sister was a hassle, but that isn't to say he didn't enjoy the view.
Besides, Jon thought, at this rate he was going to be such a bombshell by Paige's senior year.
He shook his head furiously as the wet, golden tendrils of his hair swung back and forth across his face. Jon must've gotten way too relaxed in that bath. Senior year? He was looking forward to being himself much sooner than that!
He toweled off quickly and tried not to look at himself much as he tiptoed over to his adjoined room. The coolness of the carpet gave him a slight chill as it compressed under his feet. Paige's room was a whole lot bigger than what he had remembered this morning. Had Sarah made another wish? Maybe he was hallucinating. The McMillan life was starting to get to him. And he had to save Karyn, too! Hanging out with those losers wasn't what he would consider a great high school experience. She was so much better than them, he thought. And unfortunately, it seemed like Gladys' fashion sense had rubbed off on her too. How gross.
He pulled out a sheer babydoll and held it up to him. If he was going to get the stone back, he had to go all out. The pale polyester fabric was light, wispy, and brief. Exactly what Sarah would wear to bed. He wiggled his hot pink-polished toes into the plush high-heeled slippers and headed to his "sister's" room to talk before bed. His plan was to be a perfect "Sarah" at everything. The irony of what his mother said that first night wasn't lost on him. Listening to Sarah would make things so much easier on Jon. Especially because he'd be a shoo-in for the squad, and ultimately, get that stone back. It was only a matter of time.
"Hey sis, is the polish I picked too pink?"
