Dakota’s POV
I stared up at Lilian who was towering over me with a huge grin on her face, a costume in her hands.
Crossing my arms I shook my head, ‘I am not wearing that’ I stated firmly.
Lilian raised an eyebrow, one that told me she was settling in for a fight, I had learned very quickly that my roommate liked to get her own way and she had no qualms pushing me out of my comfort zone if she thought it would be good for me. ‘Yes you are’ she replied equally as firmly, ‘it’s perfect for you, it’s going to cover all the essentials but still enhance what your mother gave you. A bit of a teaser for the boys at the party’ she added, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively at me.
I couldn’t help giggling at her expression, ‘I don’t want to give anyone a teaser’ I mumbled reluctantly, taking in the white floaty material and sparkly wings. ‘What are you wearing anyway?’ I asked, hoping to divert her from her mission to dress me up.
Stalking over to her wardrobe, she pulled open the door and grabbed a hanger, waving it enthusiastically at me as she grinned. ‘I’m a pirate wench baby’ she replied, ‘fishnet tights to lure them in and a sword to gut them when they get too frisky.’
Laughing, I shook my head, ‘you could just say no you know’ I offered, ‘you don’t have to impale someone for showing interest in you.’
Lilian shrugged, ‘I have no issue with anyone showing interest, but if their interest goes to far south, a sharp stab with my fake sword in their groin will teach them not to be so handsy.’
Shaking my head, I returned my gaze to the outfit in her other hand, ‘I don’t think I should go anyway’ I started nervously.
‘Oh hell no! You dragged me into going to this party, travelling there with your slutty brother to boot, you are NOT bailing on me girl’ she warned, pointing the coat hanger that held her costume at me menacingly.
‘OK chill!’ I squeaked, ‘I was just thinking I have a lot of homework to do, that’s all.’
Lilian snorted in disbelief, ‘please, you haven’t attended a single social event since we arrived, don’t give me that lame ass excuse, I’m no idiot.’
Grumbling, I reached out for the white material, trying to ignore my roommate’s excitement as she shoved it toward me.
The dress wasn’t overly long but with my super short frame, it would fall below my mid thigh. The wings were wire and covered in a white fabric that was decorated with sequins. Around the hanger was a thin gold circle that would sit on top of my hair as a halo.
‘Why an angel?’ I groaned, ‘what possessed you to think I should dress as an angel?’
Lilian grinned as she put her own outfit on her bed, ‘because you are so pure and good, kind and caring of course’ she replied. ‘Plus, being in white makes you super easy to spot in a sea of horny teenagers if we get separated,’ she added flippantly.
Mumbling under my breath, I dragged myself up from my bed and reluctantly started to remove my jeans and tshirt, pulling on the dress and cringing as I caught sight of my breasts in our mirror.
I was not overly gifted in the chest department, don’t get me wrong, I couldn’t iron my clothes whilst still wearing them, but they certainly weren’t intimidating in size. This damn dress though, it’s like it has super human powers and suddenly my little puppies were fully grown dogs who were poking their heads up looking for a treat.
‘I cannot wear this’ I gulped, turning wide eyed to Lilian who had already got her tights on and shimmied into the short leather skirt.
Turning to face me, her features lit up as she took me in, ‘holy s**t’ she giggled, ‘I thought it would look good on you, but damn girl!’
Abandoning her shirt, she hurried over to me, sweeping up the wings and holding them out so I could slip my arms through the straps.
Finally, she placed the thin gold halo into my auburn locks where is was barely visible before standing back and perusing me.
‘You just need one more thing’ she muttered to herself as she tapped her chin with her forefinger thoughtfully. Hurrying back to her cupboard she rummaged in the bottom before straightening up, a pair of two inch silver strappy heels hanging from her hand.
Walking back, she pushed me onto the bed and crouched down in front of me, strapping my feet into the shoes before standing up and pulling me to my feet.
Beaming widely, she squealed, ‘you look amazeballs!’, walking shakily over to the mirror I studied the outfit, It hugged my figure tightly, showing off my curves but as expected, my short frame brought the hem down toward my knee covering everything I needed covering.
Stepping next to me, Lilian threw an arm around my waist and squeezed me to her, she looked fabulous in the tight leather shirt that just about grazed her mid thigh, the white shirt was left open at the neck and a fake sword was slung on her hip, drawing your gaze to her supple bronzed legs.
‘You look brilliant’ I said, hugging her back.
Lilian winked, ‘those frat boys are not going to know what hit them when we walk in’ she replied before releasing me and grabbing the knee high black leather boots from under her bed and pulling them on, fastening the zip on the inside of each one before standing up and smoothing down her skirt.
‘How long till slutty Mcslut boy gets here?’ she asked with a scowl. Since I had explained Daxton’s life choices when it came to women, my roommate had taken an active dislike to him and made every excuse not to spend time with him.
Picking up my phone, I checked the text message that my brother had sent me earlier. ‘Twenty minutes’ I replied before grabbing a small purse and slinging it over my shoulder, placing my phone inside.
Nodding, Lilian grabbed her bag and chucked her phone and the access card to our dorm in there before dragging a brush through her hair and announcing herself ready. Picking up our masks, we placed them over our faces, Lilian’s black and red mask a stark comparison to my white and gold one.
Heading out of the room, we clattered down the stairs, piling out of the door and stood by the curb waiting. Around us, other students in fancy dress were making their way toward their vehicles or awaiting taxi’s to be taken to the frat house.
‘Hey gorgeous’ came a slow drawl to my right before I felt a hand slide around my waist and I was hauled into a strong chest, the smell of cheap beer filling my nostrils.
‘Let me go’ I yelped, twisting to get away from the strange boy that had hold of me. He had messy brown hair and was almost as tall as my brother though he certainly wasn’t built like him. Flanking him were two of his friends who were leering openly at Lilian.
‘Hey, no need to get prissy’ the boy said, his eyes narrowing at me, ‘I’m just being friendly, that white outfit doesn’t fool me, you know you like a good time.’
The other two laughed roughly behind him as he raked his filthy gaze over me, making me shudder.
‘She said, get away from her, asshole’ came Lilian’s voice before I was pulled backward and my roommate was stood between me and the guys, glaring at them.
‘Hey, don’t worry baby, I like me some chocolate too’ the brown haired boy sneered, licking his lips as he eyed her hungrily.
I felt the shift in my friend before I saw it, the chill shifting around her as she straightened up in our harassers face. ‘Did you just call me chocolate?’ she hissed, enunciating every word with a sharp poke of her long fingernail into the guy’s chest, pushing him backwards.
‘I don’t know if you got the memo, but it’s the twenty first century dickwad and your red neck, back water, slave trade vernacular isn’t wanted or welcome.’ The two friends started to advance on us menacingly, one grabbing Lilian’s wrist, just as a shout echoed from our right. Out of nowhere, my brother’s fist connected with the jaw of the guy who had hold of my roommate, his single punch knocking the boy to the ground. Spinning around he launched himself at the second goon, tackling him in the torso, the pair falling to the floor where Daxton rained the boy’s face with blows until his was no longer moving.
Jumping up, he turned on the guy who had grabbed me originally, the boy no longer cocky and leery as he held up his hands and stumbled backwards. ‘Hey, I meant no harm dude, just saying hello’ he mumbled trying to keep Daxton away from him.
My brother snarled, advancing on him slowly, ‘well she’s my sister’ he replied, his voice deadly, ‘and she’s out of bounds. You tell all of your low life scummy friends that if anyone so much as breaths wrong in her direction, they’ll be getting a visit from me and it won’t end well for them.’
Nodding frantically, the brown haired guy dragged his friend to his feet, the pair, grabbing the third unconscious boy under his arms and dragging him away.
Breathing heavily, Daxton turned to me, his eyes worried as he started to scan my body urgently.
‘I’m fine Dax, they were just drunk and stupid’ I mumbled.
‘Yeah, well they’ll not be that stupid again, but if they are, I’ll put them in the damn hospital’ my brother muttered darkly before looking toward Lilian. His eyes flicked over her body, a frown appearing on his face as he took in the already red mark on her wrist that looked like it would form a bruise. ‘You’re hurt’ he growled, stepping toward her and reaching out for her arm instinctively.
Slapping his hands away, Lilian huffed, ‘I’m fine, I was perfectly capable of handling the situation, I did not need a neanderthal to jump in and knock the guy off me.’
Eyes widening, Daxton stopped, staring at my friend who glared back at him with obvious dislike.
‘Uh, shall we get going?’ I asked tentatively to break the tension building between them both.
‘What?’ Daxton asked distractedly, glancing back at me before nodding, ‘oh yeah, right, the party, you sure you still want to go?’ he added warily.
‘Umm why wouldn’t we?’ Lilian demanded, crossing her arms over her chest, causing her boobs to push forward, drawing my brother’s attention. ‘You think a few low life’s are going to stop Kota and I getting our party on? You can think again, now get in the truck, driver’ she ordered.
Shaking his head, Daxton walked dazedly back toward his truck, Lilian and I at his heels where we clambered in on the bench seat, me sandwiched between them trying to make awkward conversation until we arrived at the party.
Pushing Lilian out of the door, I jumped out, calling out a thanks to my brother before dragging my friend up the steps and through the front door, ignoring Daxton’s yells to wait for him.
‘Ugh, he is such a . . a . . a cave man!’ Lilian fumed as she glared over her shoulder.
‘He was just protecting me’ I replied softly, winding through the mass of bodies to the edge of the dance floor where we stood together, swaying to the music that was pumping from the speakers on the walls. After ten minutes, we head toward the kitchen where a counter top was overflowing with bottles of spirits, a huge keg being manned by one of the frat boys who pushed a red cup into each of our hands as he tried to get through.
Making our way out the back, we found ourselves in a well manicured garden, a hot tub was to our left that was full of half naked boys and girls, drinking and laughing. I’m pretty sure they were doing other stuff too, but I looked away before I needed to bleach my own eyeballs. Chairs littered the lawn and people were talking or making out, cups littered the grass, and I was pretty sure there was a girl from my physics class throwing up in the bushes.
Bringing the cup to my lips, I grimaced as the warm foamy liquid sloshed down my throat.
‘Ugh! This is vile!’ Lilian grouched, tipping her cup upside down on the floor before grabbing my cup from my hand and doing the same to it. ‘Stay here’ she ordered, ‘I’m going to get us a real drink and make sure there is some damn ice in it!’
Nodding, I moved closer to the wall of the frat house as my friend disappeared back inside, leaving me alone to people watch.
Leaning back against the cool bricks, I shut my eyes as I let out a breath, trying to ward off the anxiousness I was feeling for being at a party full of people.
‘Hey beautiful’ came a gravelly male voice from beside me making my eyes snap open in shock. Turning to my right I find gorgeous blue eyes staring at me, Gelled, blonde hair over his red mask, a cocky smirk on his lips as he peruses me.
He’s dressed in a red silk dressing gown with a black shirt underneath, a fake pipe in his hand that he occasionally brings to his lips as if he’s smoking.
I raise my eyebrow at him in confusion, ‘can I help you?’ I asked, frowning.
The guy leans forward, ‘you know you can beautiful, you helped me earlier, wanna go upstairs and help me again?’
My mouth opened and closed before his words sank in and anger set in. Scowling, I indicated to myself and then to him, ‘did you just ask me to go upstairs with you and have s*x?’ I demanded.
The guy nodded, his smirk widening, ‘of course beautiful, I can’t wait to take that sexy outfit off your body.’
Glancing around, wondering faintly if I was being pranked, my eyes came back to those startling blue ones and I crossed my arms, ‘do I look like a playboy bunny?’ I demanded loudly, glaring at him as his eyes widened.