Sister? She didn't have a sister. She stumbled into the living room, expecting to see she'd been saddled with that Goth sister of Jon's. To her surprise, the girl on the couch watching TV was not Zoe, it was...Melissa Smith.
Aside from the fact she was a blond now, and not a redhead, she was recognizable. She looked a lot like she had when Sarah had first starting hanging out with her as a freshman, a fashion-obsessed wannabe who had grown into a popular girl.
Without her influence, Melissa would have been just another...Sarah had wanted to say loser, but...Melissa looked up. "What do you want?"
"Umm...Mom...wants you."
