The dictaphone

"That thing... did it ?" Wondered Mia, still amazed by the pictures on the table. She recorded something in this weird device, and just after, it came true.

But it couldn't be : no such power could exist ! Still, it seemed so... and it could change tomorrow competition. And even her life, of course ! "Okay, I need to find if I dreamed or not. And If I didn't, if this thing can also work on human beings, not just make pictures pop out of thin air." but for this, she needed a subject to test it on. She wondered who when she heard her sister coming down the stairs.

"Working too hard, sis' ! Your team always lose in the end, so why do you care about studying why ? You're not good enough, that's all."

Page, her younger sister, wasn't the nicest sister she could dream of. She was 14 but already a bit taller than she was, at 5'2, and slightly bigger where it counted, making her a B cup. Mia knew she was smaller because of the intense swimming sessions, but also knew it was making her better, while Page wasn't good at any sport at all, being famous for her laziness. Yes, her younger sister would be a nice test subject.

"This family sucks" said Page "Always aiming big and always failing miserably, I wonder why I was born with such losers !".

Mia smirked : time to test !