You're currently at a dress shop, so Mariana can try on dresses for her quinceanera.
You and Mariana are good now. No grudges, no negativity. She looks gorgeous in the dress she has on.
"I really like this one!" You tell your sister.
"Do you think the top is too..." Mariana began but was interrupted.
"Busty?" -momma
"Boring?" -lexi
"Right?" She agreed with Lexi.
"We should jewel it." Lexi suggested.
"Ah, si!" The employee gasped.
"Yes, you totally should!" You exclaimed.
You looked to momma, she looked worried.
"Ahh, does that cost more?" She asked.
"Un poco." The employee gestured a small amount.
"Por favor, mama?" Mariana pleeded.
You and Lexi folded your hands as if to be begging to mama.
"Gosh.." She sighed. "Okay."
Mariana squealed at mamas answer.
The employee started saying something in Spanish, but you were confused on what she was talking about.
"Como?" Mariana asked.
"She's asking if your fathers tie is going to match with your dress for the father daughter dance." Lexi told her.
Lexi told the lady that Mariana doesn't have a dad, that she has two moms.
"Uh, so you can dance with a padrino or... A close friend de la familia." The lady explained.
"She's dancing with our moms." You told the lady then turned to Mariana. "Right?"
"Oh..." The lady sighed.
We turned to see mom enter the store, heading over to us.
"Hey, sorry I'm late!" She said rushing to us.
"Hi sweety." Mama replied.
The employee lady looked a little shocked when mom kissed mama.
"Oh my goodness! You look beautiful sweetheart." Mom told her.
Mariana and Lexi went to the back room so Mariana could change.
You look through the shelves, admiring all the dresses. You can hear mom and mamas conversation just barely.
"300 dollars? For a dress she's only gonna wear once!" -mom.
"We'll cut it short, and she'll wear it to prom."
You were listening when all of a sudden someone bumps into you.
"Ooh!" You jumped, feeling very startled.
"I am so Sorry!" You hear the voice say.
You turn to see a guy, about your age, very cute.
"Oh, its uh n-no problem. No problem at all." You told him.
"I should really watch where I'm going." He sighed.
"Really, its no problem. I shouldn't be standing in the middle of the walkway."
He smiled at you. "I'm Dylan."
"My names Y/N." You blushed.
"So, looking for anything special?" You asked.
"Yeah... I mean no! I mean its not for me, I'm helping my Sister- step sister. She has a quinceanera coming up." He told You.
"Mine too! What uh- what school do you go to."
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The Fosters (x reader)
FanfictionY/N Adams Foster, you were adopted by stef and Lena when you were really little, about six. Now you're fourteen. You're on the volleyball team, your best friends with the captain. • • You and your family are all caught off guard when your moms decid...
