The Prom Queen
Chapter 2
"What about this one?" her mother asked holding up a dress as Elena sighed.
"It's alright, but I feel as if it's not the one."
"Well we do have five more stores at this mall that we could check."
"Sounds like a plan."
"So how was school?" her mother asked when they exited the store.
"It could have been better."
"Why? What happened?"
"Just some douchebag in my class that won't let up."
"Do you know why he's bothering you?"
"Not really, he's just an asshole most times."
"I think that's just some guys in general."
"I just don't know want I did to make him hate me so much."
"What do we ever do to make people hate us?"
"No idea."
"Come along. I'm sure your next dress will be in here somewhere."
Nodding Elena went in the dress shop where she stopped dead in her tracks.
"Rebekah." Elena hissed causing the other girl to turn around with a smile.
"Why, hello there Elena, I didn't expect to see you over here on this side of the mall."
"Just shopping for my prom dress. I guess that's what you're doing here."
"Of course, it is, but if you're shopping for dresses may I suggest that you go to a store a little more within your price range."
"I think I'm fine right here, but I would reconsider that dress if I were you."
"Oh yeah. Why is that?"
"It kind of makes you look fat." Elena answered as Rebekah shook her head going back to what she was doing before Elena had come in.
Rolling her eyes, Elena moved to where she could check out a dress before her mother moved over to join her.
"That was a little rude, don't you think?" her mother asked, her face set in disappointment.
"She's a piranha mom. She doesn't have feelings and what I said to her was nothing compared to what she has said to me."
"It doesn't mean you have to stoop down to her level. I taught you to be a better person than that."
Rolling her eyes, Elena answered her mother feeling her temper rise.
"Well maybe I'm tired of being the better person. In the end it gets you nothing but people walking all over you."
"Oh Elena. You have so much left to learn." Her mother said sadly.
"I'm going to try these on." She replied grabbing a few dresses as she walked to the dressing room not willing to have this conversation. Her mother just didn't understand. She just hoped one day she would.