Somehow Dreams had found herself looking through racks of dresses with Tiffany. This was the last place she ever expected herself to be. Even if she went to the prom, she wasn’t gonna wear a dress, and if she did definitely not anything from this store “Clique!”
One of the employees was helping Sakura looking through a catalog of the dresses they have. They were laughing about something. What could be funny about dress shopping.
Oh, wait. Everything.
Dream sighed and continued leafing through the dresses, “you know you have a budget right?”
“Mom said to not worry, and to just find what was right,” Sakura said.
“You’re mom is right,” the saleslady said. “It’s your only prom, and you need to look gorgeous.”
Sakura, oh wait, Tiffany, shot a pointed look to dreams and then smiled at the sales lady.
“Now, I’m super petite as you can see,” Sakura went on. “What should I wear?”
“Something short,” the sales lady said, “And you said you wanted pink, am I right?”
“Of course,” Tiffany said, “I don’t want to be a walking cliche but I just love pink.”
The sales lady laughed and turned a few pages in the catalogue before handing it over to Tiffany, “Those are our most recent stock of pink dresses,” she said.
“Thanks,” Tiffany said.
After about thirty minutes of Dreams being extremely bored Tiffany had three dresses to try on. Dreams followed her and the saleslady into the dressing room area and sat down in one the chair lining the wall.
It took about fifteen minute for Tiffany to get the dress on and finally come out of the dressing room. The first dress wall all pink with a silver jeweled waist.
“This is actually kind of tasteful,” Dream said.
Tiffany ignored her and did a little twirl in front of the mirror.
“It’s a little plain,” Tiffany said, “Next one.”
It took a little less time for her to get the next dress on. This time it was black on top, with a dramatic jeweled waist and a hi-lo pink skirt.
“I like this one,” Tiffany said, twirling in front of the mirrored. “Idk about the hi-lo skirt but, I do like it.”
“I like it,” Dreams said, and she did. At least it had black on it, which would be Dreams favorite color if she didn’t think that it wasn’t actually a color.
“Next,” Tiffany said.
The dress was all bubblegum pink, with jewels covering the whole top, plus a bow, and a fluffy skirt.
“Oh, god no,” Dreams said, covering her eyes, “This is the worst.”
“Shut up,” Tiffany said, twirling once again in front of the mirror. But even though she wanted to disagree with her sister, even she could see it was a bit much.
“Okay, would like to see more dresses?” the sales lady asked, “or are one of these the one?”
Tiffany paused, looking thoughtful. “I don’t know.”
Dreams groaned, she didn’t want to be in this shop much longer so she said, “get the second one, it was the best.”
“But was it The One,” Tiffany asked.
Dreams sighed, it was gonna take awhile for Tiffany to make a decision. Tiffany was terribly indecisive, she always had to have their mom make her decisions.
“I have an idea,” dreams said, “We’ll take picture of all the dresses and ask mom.”
Tiffany grinned, “Yes! Great idea, sis.”
So the hung up all the dresses and took a picture of each of them, then sent them to their mom.
Her mom chose dress three. The bubblegum pink atrocity.
Dreams and Tiffany shared and uncertain look and then glanced back at the painfully pink dress.
“I thought mom had better taste than that,” Dreams said.
“Hey, it was your idea,” Tiffany said.
“Shut up,” Dreams said.
‘What does your heart tell you?” the saleslady asked.
Tiffany shrugged.
Dream sighed.
This was gonna take forever.
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