Carrie's sister, Cassidy

"Hello?" came the answer.

You knew the voice. It was 'your' sister, Cassidy. Four years younger than you, and she looked basically like a younger clone of yourself.

Man, this was going to get a lot weirder before you got used to your new life. Maybe you could just think of you as you, and old Carrie as Carrie. At least for now.

"Heya. Um. Cassidy?" you asked, uncertain of yourself. Your eyes darted to the helmet by your side. "I have something I... need to show you."

Carrie's family lived out of state, but not too far, just the next state over. Cassidy still lived at home where she attended community college. She was nowhere near as wild as Carrie, but she was still good company, and the two of you always got along.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" asked Cassidy, hearing something amiss in your voice.

You coughed, struggling to arrest your now smaller heart's frantic fluttering. "Yes, just, there's something I need to show you as soon as possible. It's life-changing. Can you get here tonight?"

Cassidy wasn't sure about rushing over on a school night, but you persisted and kept asking till she started budging. She was always putty in Carrie's hands. Peer pressure was much harder to deal with when it came from your own older sister.

"I just hope you're okay," said Cassidy, worrying.

"I'm fine. But I need you here," you replied.

"Is Friday okay?" she asked. "I can't do it any sooner, and I'll have to take a shift off..."

Friday was two days from now. Hardly a blink in the grand scheme. "Okay. It'll have to do. Thanks, Cassidy."

"Erm. You're welcome. I love you," she said back.

You smiled, a weight lifted off your chest. You relaxed again into the couch, enjoying the feel on your naked back. "I love you too," you say. "Just make sure you come with an open mind. All right?"

Cassidy chuckled. This sounded more like the sister she knew. "All right. So long as this isn't you trying to talk me into a threesome again. I'm an adult with a boyfriend now, you know."

You rolled your eyes. Classic Carrie. Though maybe you weren't much better, all things considered... "I promise. There's only one thing I want to talk to you about, and it doesn't involve sex. I'll see you on Friday."

You ended the call, and thought about what to do with yourself for the next couple days.