Amaya lifted up a pink dress and shuddered. It was ugly, and so...girly. She put it back and sighed. She wanted to treat her sister with a nice dress, a gift to go along with the good wishes when she left for Greece. Something new to wear that she'd love. But so far she was having trouble. All the dresses she'd found were so girly they nearly made her cringe, and she doubted she'd find her sister a dress like this.
At this rate, she'd leave with a dress like one of hers, one that was dark and rock-styled, and Amy wasn't into that very much.
She groaned. "Gods, this sucks," she muttered.