“Carrie what are you doing with my mascara wand?” I spat out angrily at my ten year old sister.
She turned and gave me an innocent look,”My fairy needed a wand and she didnt have one.”
“So you use my mascara wand wheres the tube?” I asked annoyed.
“I threw it out I didnt think ya’d want it.” she said like this was an every day scenario.
“You what!?”I shrieked.
Her face stiffened,”Something crawled up your undies.”
I rolled my eyes,”Arent you to old to play with dolls? I mean I dont see your friends ruining their sisters mascara so she can play barbies.”
She pursed her lips”My friends dont have any sisters.”
“Arent they lucky.”I muttered underneath my breath.
“Whatever.”she replied. Since when did ten year olds get so spunky?
I walked back into my room and pulled a box out of my dresser. I went back into the living room and tossed it at Carrie.
“What is it?”she asked surprised.
I let out a sigh,”A fairy wand, now go dig my mascara bottle out of the trash.”
She ran past me handing me my underwear.
“Carrie!!!”