Camelia smiled and nodded, but Crisanta just rolled her eyes. “I already found you a dress,” she said, holding it up. It wasn’t terrible, Kalina supposed; it just wasn’t as nice as what she’d picked out.
“Nah, I’m gonna stick with this.”
“But this will actually fit!” Crisanta protested. “You can’t just grab the first thing you see, you know – not every company’s sizes are the same!”
“Yes, I know that, -mom-,” Kalina replied. “I’m not as stupid as you think I am.”
“Well, then…”
“Then what?!” Kalina snapped, stepping towards her sister.
“It’s so good to see you two getting along so well,” their mother sighed, stepping up from behind Kalina. “What are you arguing about now?”
Not daring to let Crisanta get in the first word, Kalina held up her outfit and stammered, “We were just trying to decide which to get for me!”
“Between that and…?”
“The green dress,” Kalina nodded over towards Crisanta.
“She…” Crisanta started to say.
“But I’m pretty sure I like these better now,” Kalina said.
“Me, too,” her mom smiled. “You tried it all on, right?”
Crisanta’s face was starting to go red. “Of course…”
“Of course I did!” Kalina spoke over her. “You don’t think Crisanta would let me get away without doing that, do you?”
Camelia ran over to their mom to get picked up. “Hey, sweetie,” she cooed. “Okay, let’s go get checked out.” Crisanta shoved past Kalina, nearly knocking her over, but Kalina didn’t mind. She knew Crisanta was just jealous.