"OMG, this is the perf dress!" Biana cried, holding up a long emerald train with flouncy white laces and jewels embroidered in the satin fabric.
I sighed. "Not sure if I should go all out on our first date."
"Keefe won't mind," Biana said teasingly, smoothening the wrinkles on the hem.
"How's Tam?" I asked casually while subtly putting the dress away.
Biana shrugged though her cheeks were dark red. "He's fine."
"You guys make out when you said you needed water last night at the sleepover at Everglen?" I remarked.
Biana's cheeks were on fire now. "Nooooooo."
"And when Tam said he forgot his hairbrush?"
"Yesssssss," admitted Biana, looking down at the ground. But then she quickly raised it, a smirk forming on her facade. "Nuh-uh, there you go distracting me! Now we're focusing on you and Keefe!" She tightened her grip on my wrist, pulling me to the changing room. "All right, try this one." She handed me a much more reasonable and simple purple skirt and a peplum top that...
"Ohhhhhh, no!" I argued. "Grady won't let me! It's wayyy too... revealing."
"It's not that much so!"
"...Fine."