A Beautiful Masquerade

7

"Yesna, Come on, just one more and then we'll go home."

"I believe that's what you've been saying for the past half hour." I give my aunt a dry look.

We've been shopping all morning and I'm ready to just pass out. I don't mind shopping but I don't like these extreme shopping sprees going in one store and out the next.

We were going back tomorrow and my aunt decides that we should all go shopping. I don't mind it that much because she's distracted but when my feet begin to hurt, that's when I draw the line.

"You sound like an old lady Yesna."

"Well I feel like one." Was my sarcastic reply.

"Stop complaining and come on." She says rolling her eyes.

She walks ahead of me and into another black hole everyone calls a store. Walking in after them, I see the same clothes and accessories I have seen in the previous black holes. I couldn't see the difference anymore at this point even if I wanted to.

Yelda picks up a dress to try on and takes me with her for a second opinion. I just follow her so I could sit on one of the benches inside and hopefully make my escape.

She comes out wearing a beautiful dark blue dress with a red belt. The dress was trendy and stylish.

"You like?" She asks, twirling a little.

"Yup, you look gorgeous."

"Really?"

"Yea." An idea pops in my head and since I was bored I think 'why not?'

"And I'm sure Omar would like it too." I mumble loud enough for her to hear but not loud enough for her to get suspicious.

"Thanks....wait, what!?" I could be so evil sometimes.

"What?" I play dumb.

"You..."

"Yes?"

"Yo...you...j- just said...." she stutters turning a light shade of pink.

"I said you look gorgeous." I shrug my shoulders playing cool.

"You sure, I mean.. never mind." She looks down pretending to fix her dress.

"Hey are you coming down with a fever, you're turning red."

"No, I'm fine." She says fanning herself.

"You sure, I can get somebody to come if you're not feeling well. I'll go get Omar maybe that'll help and after you feel better you can get his opinion on the dress. Yeah?

She stares at me for a few seconds deciding if I've finally gone crazy. I make sure to keep my facial expressions neutral.

"You...y...said before." She stutters again after she realizes I'm teasing her and turns as red as her red belt.

"You know what? You really don't sound good I'll go get Omar." I walk out seeing as she's completely shocked and wait.

"Yesna! You idiot!"

I start laughing, it took her exactly twenty three seconds to react and yes I was counting. I see several people turn to look at me and I shrug pretending not to know what was going on.

Of course I wouldn't do anything like call Omar for it would be completely wrong and messed up. Yelda knew I was messing with her.

I walk slowly, trying to sneak out of the store when I see my aunt waving me over. I internally sigh and I almost made it out of this black hole.