JEN’S POV

After we got back to the hotel took our things and went around the city. When we walk yesterday we saw a lot of clothing stores, so we decided to find our dresses there. We walked, walked and walked until I saw a perfect dress for the party, was not very elegant and not very common.

We entered the store and after I look in the mirror for about 37 minutes wondering if it was good or not, I decided to buy it.

We walked some more and Jenn chose a dress (very beautiful). We walked on and this time we were reaching the apex of our irritation. We had entered into a four or five shoe stores and found nothing. I wanted to keep walking, but Jenn said if we didn't stop her feet would fall. We bought ice cream and sat on a bench in a square nearby.

– I guess I never walked so much - she snorted

–Stop to be exaggerated, Jennette.

–We've been through THIRTEEN BLOCKS! Not to mention those two in which we have been looking for dresses! - She crossed her arms, visibly irritated.

She seemed about to explode and believe me, there isn't a good time to be in a radius of 15 meters when it happens. I kept quiet, afraid that any spoken word caused the explosion.

We stood there for about 10 minutes until she said:

–Well, if we want to find the shoe is still better keep walking. - At least she was not - or didn't seem to be - more so irritated.

We walked on, but Jenn was away. I thought in ask about what she was thinking, but I decided to let it go. It shouldn't be anything more. We pass in front of a store and I did just as in comedy films, retreating back to look better. After hours of walking I had finally found the perfect shoe for my dress. Almost let out a sigh of relief, but I remembered I still had to check if there was a pair of my number at the store, and with my luck, it wouldn't. Everytime I liked some model, never in my size. It was frustrating.

We entered the store and one of those lovely attendants that make me want to vomit with such sympathy came to meet:

–Hi, can I help you? (Argh, really? So typical!).

–Hi, would you have that sandal in showcase No. 6? - Jenn asked with a sweet voice.

–The gladiator?

–Exactly- I replied.

–Just a minute, I'll take a look.

–Okay. - Jenn said.

While the girl was looking for my shoes, I sat in a poof of the store and told my sister:

–Hey Jenn, why not search one for you too?

–Hmmm ... -I said that I hate when she mumbles?!

–Ah, Jennette! We're right here.

– Oh, okay! Okay!

I blinked at her and she showed me the tongue.

After about two or three minutes the girl who served us back. (Note: for a person like me, that time was infinite. My mother always said I should have hyperactivity, but my medical tests say no. Anyway ... I'm very impatient).

She had a box in her hand, so I thought it was a good sign. I managed to read in her name tag that she was named Meena.

–Today is your lucky day, this is the last pair the store! - She smiled

–How strange, I have no many days like that. - She laughed and I had to reciprocate with a smile. Even though I think these vendors annoying, would be rude to her.

I put the shoe and to my extreme happiness, fit perfectly. *Cinderella Moment On *

–Hey, Jenn!

–What, Jen? - Jenn came up behind me with several boxes in hand, at least 11.

–Oh my God, Jennette, you want to become a centipede? - She stuck her tongue again:

–Silly.

Meena laughed at the expression of my sister, but asked:

–Maybe if you tell me what you are searching for ... Maybe I can help you.

–Hmm ... Well, we're going to a party after tomorrow and I need a shoe that matches my dress. - Jenn said.

–Is your dress is in this bag? - Meena pointed to the bags that were on my side.

–Uh, yes. This one.

–I can see? Maybe I find some shoes for him if have some notion of how it is.

–Sure. - Jenn took the wrap dress and handed it to Meena.

–Wow, pretty much. - She smiled at Jenn, but t I noticed that she was nervous.

– Some problem Meena? - I asked.

–Hmm ... - She bit her lip - I shouldn't do this, but ... I have the perfect shoe for your dress. I'll get, I'll be back.

She hurried out and I looked suspicious:

–What does she mean by "I shouldn't do this"? - I asked

–And that I know?! - Thanks eh sis

Meena returned with a box in her hand:

–Here. I shouldn't sell this pair, but ...

–Why not? - I asked

–Is reserved for a client, but she should have come for last week. I think I will have no problem if I sell to you. After all, it combines well with your dress. I just hope you put on 6 also.

–In fly.

She experimented and it was great, the shoe was really divine. We paid our shoes and headed for the exit:

–Are you sure you're not going to cause you problems? - I asked

–I give a way, don't worry.

– Ok Meena, we see you. - Jenn said out of the store

–Thanks for your help. - I Completed.

–Imagine, it was a pleasure.

We paid the shoes and headed for the exit:

– Ok Meena, We see you. - Jenn said out of the store

–See you tomorrow girls.

–Thanks for your help.

–Imagine.

JENN’S POV

We said goodbye to Meena and returned to the hotel. Of course, by taxi. If I walked a little while more my feet would fall. Jen didn't oppose.

We watched TV until about 20:00 and went down to dinner. Hmmmm, pizza! LOVE IT ♥

In summary: We went to the beach and found our dresses, our beautiful dresses; the store was a dream, many shoes, purses and perfect dresses. It was amazing.

Ps. Dan took if we want to do the guest list, and we told SURE!