"What should I wear?" I am so confused right now, tomorrow is the party and I have no suitable clothes for it.

Arlene says, "there's always last-minute shopping, let's go", she grabs my hand and pulls me out my room, more like drag.

Arlene shouts, " Mr. Montez, Anne and I are going down to the mall to get her a dress for tomorrow!"

My dad shouts back, "okay, do you girls need any money?!"

I shout, "no dad, I have my credit card, it's loaded with money!"

Arlene smiles, "so that means for prom we can go shopping."

I add, "I am ordering mines online, shopping in the mall...