Standing on the front porch was a young delivery man, holding a really huge black box.
"Ms Jenna Gibson?" he asked putting the box on the ground.
Jenna's mom was a bit confused.
"No, I'm her mother? How can I help you?"
...
Jenna's mom bursted into her room, holding a huge box. She throwed it on the floor.
"What does it mean?" she asked pointing to the box.
"My dress." Jenna giggled,not paying much attention at her mom.
"How did you get it?"
"Oh geez mom! My boyfriend sent me it, so I could walk to a date in something cool! You would never do something like this to me!"
"Listen, Jenna. You're the oldest children, yet you behave like an infant."
And the argument started again, this time much more humilating for Jenna since she was screaming at her mom, in front on Sarah and Tiffany. Finally her mom was gone again and girls giggled.
"Now lets take a look on this dress." Jenny opened the box cheerfully.
