A 13 year old Elena came into the kitchen to get her dinner. She saw her little sister eating spaghetti. She opened the fridge to get her food, but no matter how many times she couldn't find it. " Whatcha doing', sis?" Isabel asked. " Looking for my-" Elena started, but saw the container that Isabel was eating out of. " Isa, that's my food," she stated. " Oh, sorry, I didn't know," Isabel said, but you couldn't hear what she was saying because of the food in her mouth. " What?" Elena asked. Isabel repeated her sentence, but still had her mouth full. " I can't- oh, god, just finish the bite," Elena commanded. Isabel chewed the spaghetti for 3 minutes before swallowing. " I said, sorry, I didn't know," she told her sister. " It has my name on the container," Elena remarked. Isabel looked at the container. " Whoops," she said. " Ugh," Elena groaned.
A 14 year old Elena was looking for her tres leche cake, her dessert for the evening. She walked into her sister's room. " Isa, have you-" she started, but saw Isabel finishing eating her cake. Isabel licked and sucked her fingers as Elena walked over to her. " Isa, that was my tres leche cake," Elena told her. " Oh, yeah, sorry," Isabel apologized. " It looked so good, I couldn't help it," she added. Elena rolled her eyes and smiled. " There's still some crumbs left," Isabel said.
A 15 year old Elena went into her little sister's room. " Isa, have you seen my leftover pie?" she asked. " No," Isabel answered. " What'd it look like?" she inquired. " Well, it looked like a pie and it was cherry flavored, it also had frosting on it," Elena answered. Suddenly, Isabel's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. " What?" Elena asked. " I might have eaten it," Isabel told her. Elena groaned. " I thought Abuela made it," Isabel said. Elena growled.
A 16 year old Elena saw Esteban carrying a bag. She walked over to him and asked, " Whatcha doing there, cuz?" Esteban lowered his voice to a whisper. " I'm saving these cookies for my snack later," he told his prima. " Oh, okay," Elena said. " Yeah, I'm putting my name all over it, so Isabel will see it for sure," Esteban remarked. Suddenly, Elena got an idea. " I'll put them in the kitchen for you, primo," she offered. " Oh, okay, thanks," Esteban agreed. Elena smiled innocently. A few hours later, Esteban walked into the kitchen to see Isabel eating his cookies. " Isabel, those are mine!" he yelled. " Oh, sorry, Elena gave it to me and said you made them for me," Isabel said. " Did she now?" Esteban asked. Isabel nodded. Esteban saw that Elena changed the bag. " ELENA!" he screamed.
