Bet On It: Zoe's Chance to Be Normal Again

As Jon took a glass from the cupboard and then poured himself some milk, he saw his sister walk into the kitchen, wearing a black corset, black leather miniskirt and boots, and looking just as grim as usual. But this time, it was because she hated being Goth. She dropped down in a chair and looked up at Jon. He smiled. "What the fuck are you smiling at?" she spat at him. Then she sighed. "Sorry. Sometimes I can't control what I say when I'm like this. God, I wish I was normal again." "You may be sooner than you think," Jon said, putting the milk back in the refrigerator. This piqued her attention. "Another bet?" she asked. He nodded. "If you win, you won't have to be Goth anymore." She smiled. For the first time in over a week, her spirits were lifted. But then she asked "What happens if I lose?" "Well ..." Jon began.