Your younger sister

Your door flies open, and your younger sister Zoe barges in. "Dude, we should have left already!"

"What are you talking about?" you say, still looking at the pocket watch.

"You're going to take me to Westmead today. It's the first college on my college tour, and we have to pick up Eva!"

"Oh yeah, give me a sec." You think of Zoe's petite, curvy auburn-haired friend Eva. She was a total hottie.

Zoe looks at your hands. "What's that?"

"Oh, just a pocket watch."

"Pocket watch? Like for real? Could you be any nerdier?"

You look up at Zoe who has a hand on her hip. She is wearing skinny jeans with rips over the knees and a black t-shirt with Seniors written across the front in silver.

You walk over and wave the pocket watch in front of her. "Watch the watch," you say slowly and jokingly. As you swing the watch, you notice Zoe's eyes are following it. You keep swinging it, and she silently watches it. You try something. "Sleep," you command.

Zoe's eyes close, and her chin falls to her chest.

"This for real?" you ask yourself in a whisper. You decide to find out. "Zoe, for the rest of the day, any time you hear your name, you will give your ass a hard slap, stick your finger up your nose and loudly bark like a dog. Understand?"

Zoe gives the faintest of nods.

"You will not remember my watch, and have no idea why you act strangely when you hear your name. Wake up!"

Zoe's head rises, and her eyes open. "Come on, let's go!" she says.

"Sure thing, Zoe!"

Zoe slaps herself on the ass, sticks her finger up her nose, and lets out a loud "Arf!" She then pulls her finger out of her nose and stands there blushing.

"What the hell was that?"

"Um, I don't know. Just nervous I guess," she says looking at the floor. "I'll meet you at the car." She turns and heads out.

When she is out of sight, you yell. "Be there in a sec, Zoe!"

You hear a slap and a bark, and you smile as you spin the watch.