Jon knew the rock was the reason he now occupied his sister's body. He knew he hadn't wished for this, he could tell his siter wasn't holding the rock, which meant one other option.
"Give me it, Mom."
"What?"
Jon snatched the rock from his mother's hand and stormed into Zoe's room. Jon was completely unaware that he was obtaining many of his sister's dark and grumpy characteristics. After slamming the door, Jon checked himself in the mirror. Bleached blonde hair, a tounge ring, fish net gloves, a dumpy "MxPx" t-shirt, a mid-thigh length shiney skirt, and big, black, platform boots. Jon was his punk rock sister, alright. Taking off the boots, he relaxed, waiting for Zoe to come home with his body so he could solve this mess.
Unfortunately, Zoe never made it home. In fact, she never made it to the mall. She found herself in a car accident (being an inexperienced driver in a new body), and was dead on impact. After worrisome hours that night (especially from Jon), the family found out from the police at approximately 10 PM.
