Zoe the surfer

Zoe hated being 14. She was a goth, but her mom refused to let her wear anything even vaguely Gothy. Zoe had always wished that she could wear what she wanted, and often surfed the goth clothes websites. She had one favourite outfit that she loved on the net.  "God, I wish I was wearing that outfit and that my mom approved." Unbeknown to Zoe, a small rock had appeared in her pocket and glowed quietly to itself...