Zhenya and her mother were packing her trunk. Every time she put something in the 'take' pile, Lisabel would put it back in her wardrobe. And every time her mother put something in the 'take' pile, Zhenya would throw it down the stairs.

They had a fight. "All I want to take is PLAIN CLOTHES!!! None of this fancy stuff. I don't want to wear sparkles and lace."
"Zhenya, you need some nice clothes!"
Zhenya tipped her trunk upside down, letting the contents crash to the floor. She stormed down the stairs and out the door leaving Lisabel to clean.