This is my first attempt at a drabble, so let me know what you think.

Samantha

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“Jason, I can’t help that the airline lost your luggage, but because you and your sister had this silly bet to dress alike for the flight down, you are going to have to stay dressed as Elizabeth until your bags show up or we get home, which ever comes first.”

“But why can’t I wear Sarah’s jeans?”

“I would imagine that Sarah would be wearing her jeans, and making you wear the skirts...”

“Mom, you should see some of the pants that I packed.” Sarah said with a wicked grin on her face.

“What did you bring?”

“My purple capris, two pair of pink pants, a pair of hot pink capris, and I think that’s it. I’ll be more than happy to share with Lizzy.”

“Ok, then. Looks like it’s settled. I hope this teaches Lizzy a lesson that she won’t forget any time soon.”

“But Mom, Do I have to wear Sarah’s clothes until they find my suitcase?”

“Yes, and I know she packed two swimsuits, so you still get to go swimming. Now go start your bath, while your sister and I find something for you to wear to bed.” I went in the bathroom and started to run my water.

“This would look cute on Elizabeth.” Was the last thing I heard as I shut the door to strip and get in the bath.

I walked out of the bathroom of the hotel and didn’t see Mom or Sarah anywhere.

On the bed was a pair of pink camo capris and a white t-shirt with the words “My next boyfriend will be normal” on the front of it. I wasn’t sure if this was what I had heard Sarah say would be cute on me or not. After I was dressed and had brushed my hair, the door opened and in walked Sarah and Mom.

“See, Told you.” Sarah said to Mom. Sarah was still wearing the pink sleeveless dress that she had worn on the flight down.

“My next boyfriend will be normal?” I asked. “Why this shirt, and these pants?” I motioned to the clothes that I had put on.

“Because It’s actually kind of funny, not that anyone is going to know that you are a boy unless you tell them, also I didn’t bring any pants, only capris and really short shorts.”

“She’s telling the truth, it’s skirts or girly capris for you, young lady.” Mom said.

My mind fluttered back to the stupid bet that we made three days before our departure. I had bet her that I could beat her in arm wrestling. It had completely slipped my mind that she played softball and, would therefore, be stronger than me. She beat me fair and square and had spent the next two days walking around with a smile on her face. Mom knew of the bet and told me it was my fault for getting my self into the mess, and I would have to fly wearing what ever she picked out…

The three of us walked into a restaurant that was attached to the hotel.
“Just the three of you tonight?” The hostess asked. Mom smiled and nodded. We were led to a booth, where I sat next to mom on the inside. Sarah sat across from us. She had put her strawberry blonde hair up in a ponytail secured by a piece of pink ribbon. Mom had brushed out my hair and put it in pigtails. The waiter walked up.

“What can I get you ladies to drink?” He asked. Sarah smiled at me.

We were back in the hotel and getting ready for bed when I saw what was laid out for me to wear. There was a pink satin night gown laying on the bed, and a pair of pink fuzzy slippers on the floor. I shrugged and took of the tee shirt and capris and slipped the night gown over my head. There was a knock on the door. It was mom coming to tuck me in.
“I’m going to lay out your clothes for tomorrow. And then tuck you into bed.” Mom said and then got out a denim skirt and a pink tee shirt.