"Nooooova come on! You gotta come out at some point!" Trix yelled at me as I stood barricaded in the dressing room.
"Hell, NO! What in this world or the one you apparently live in, made you think I'd wear.....THIS....to the Ball?" I yelled back, just as heated.
"Oh my Goddess girl, get out here! I wanna see!"
"No, I can't. People will see me."
"I'ma count to 3 and if you're not out here, I'ma make the call."
I gasped audibly.
"YOU...WOULDN'T...DARE!" I threw back at her as I poked my head from behind the dressing room door.
If looks could kill, she'd have been 3-month-old roadkill! She crossed her arm's and gave me an "I'll do it!" kinda look. I rolled my eyes then gave one final huff as I slowly and very begrudgingly stepped out from behind my makeshift shield. Trix's eyes lit up as I slumped over to the mirror's and winced at what I saw. This has got to be the absolute skimpiest dress, I don't even think it can qualify as a dress really.
"You look H-O-T girl!" Trix squealed as she clapped her hands together.
"I look like a hooker....a CHEAP hooker."
"What? Nov, ain't no hooker within 1000 miles that could even afford to LOOK at this dress!" she clicked her tongue as I rolled my eyes and made my way back over to the safety of the dressing room again. Once inside, I slumped against the door, closing my eyes as I slid to the floor.
What was I thinking. I should have known better than to let Trix pick out my dress. The blazing red leather that barely covered my boobs and DIDN'T cover my ass as evident in the reflection in the mirror in front of me, practically screamed "I'M EASY!" and "COME GET ME BOYS." Suddenly I felt something tickle my head. I looked up to see a dress hanging from the top of the door.
"Ugh...another one Trix? I think we should just call it a day." I moaned as I pushed myself off the floor. We'd been here for hours already and even the boys were trying to find me the perfect dress, just so we could leave!
No reply, odd. It's not like Trixa to keep her comments to herself. I opened the door just a crack, Trixa was nowhere to be seen. Sighing, I closed the door and flipped the lock. I eye'd the dress hanging in my face. It didn't look horrible.....Really nice Purple color to it too. I shrugged my shoulders as I twisted and contorted myself out of the red leather condom I was currently wearing and slipped almost perfectly into the new dress. When I turned to see myself in the mirror I gasped aloud. I look...I looked...amazing! I've never in all my life felt so beautiful. I unlocked the dressing room door and threw it open as I began to strut out of the little room and towards the mirrors.
"Daaaaaaaaamn!" Trixa gasped as she came up behind me.
"I know right? This is crazy! I don't...I don't know what to say! Where did you find this thing?" I asked her as I beamed at myself in the mirror. I looked over my shoulder to see her brows furrow in confusion.
"Nov, I didn't do this."
"Huh? Wait, didn't you throw it over the door just a few minutes ago? I asked as I half turned back to her.
"Nope, I'd have kept this beauty for myself. Though honestly, I don't think I'd have filled it out as good as you do!"
"Well if you didn't do it then, who did?" I asked as I turned back to the mirrors. The dress was long sleeved Deep purple lace that faded to black as it fell and pooled around my feet. The back was cut all the way to the lower half of my lower back, While the neckline was cut into a moderate V-slit. Exposing just enough cleavage to entice you to come closer. I was in love...with a dress!
"Come on, let's change and go grab a bite to eat, I'm starving! Make sure you bring that dress to the cashier, We'll find out who slipped it to ya." Trixa said as she entered her own dressing room.
Once inside, changed and back out again I handed the dress off to Grayson who promptly gave it to Buck and told him to go pay. He handed him my credit card as I reminded him to ask who had put it in my dressing room along with the designer's details. I was definitely going to use him/her again! Maybe to design a certain wedding dress? Who knows. Trixa stayed back with Buck as Grayson and I went to the food court to snag some grub for everyone.
"Shit. I don't have enough cash for all of us and Bucks got my card right now. Gray, you have daddy's card?" I asked. That's the level of trust G-Man has earned over the years. He has all daddy's extra cards in case we ever lose ours or forget them.
"Yea, You find seats I'll pay for the food." He said in his deep baritone.
"Cool, look, there's a booth there. I'll snag it." I said as I bounced away.
Trixa and Buck came back into view a few minutes later. Buck joined Grayson and I waved Trixa to me.
"So, what did ya find out?" I asked eagerly.
"You're not gon' like it." She said in a wary tone.
"Huh? Ok?"I said suspiciously.
"The cashier was completely oblivious. She had no idea where the dress came from. That's what took us so long. She called her manager who also had no clue where the dress came from, so she called the store owner then texted her pictures of the dress. She had no idea either. So we paid for my dress and asked for a bag for that one and here we are. Nov, I don't like this. It seems....odd, like, real odd!"
But, I had stopped listening. I cut my eye's towards the main entrance of the mall. Time slowed and suddenly it was like I had tunnel vision. Everything began to blur as a lone silhouette of a tall, very broad man began walking towards me. I felt Trixa grab my arm and try to move me but I was frozen to the spot. I felt my powers come to life as the figure came closer. Trixa began shaking me harder, She was saying something but it was so muffled I couldn't make it out. I felt my body begin to pulse with the vibration of my power. Suddenly the figure faded away as I was jerked from my seat and pressed against something hard. Then all went black.