A Mix of Ideals

When Jon entered the hall, he felt that same strange feeling come over him again. He was changing. It must have been because of his sister, who was leaving her bedroom at that moment. But Mikey was near him too. How would *that* affect him? When the strange feeling was gone, Jon looked down at himself. He was back to being a Goth again, with the same outfit, but he was still 10 years old. It seemed that he became a mix of both Zoe's ideal and Mikey's ideal. This was something Jon hadn't thought of. He better stay away from crowds. Who knew *what* he'd turn into? Mikey walked down the hall towards the bathroom, out of the six-foot radius, and Jon began to grow back up to his original 16-year old height. He was still Goth, because Zoe was standing near him, but at least he wasn't a little boy anymore. Both Zoe and Jon walked downstairs together.