Elena's pov
I looked at two boys in front of me as they checked me out. We were at the boutique now and I had to try on the gown if I was good to go for the party.
Andre and Little Timothy have been staring at me for a while now. They've not said anything yet and I don't know if I should just remain with this pose or yell at them to spit out something.
The both of them looked at themselves before shaking their heads simultaneously
I groaned, this was the fifth time they were rejecting the outfits. I still don't understand why!
"Why? I don't see anything wrong with this one" I asked as I walked closer to them
"I do and little Timothy does too" Andre replied. I wonder when little Tim and Andre start agreeing to the same thing. They were like oil and water but today they are both water,
