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Chapter IV
"I am not wearing that!"
"Yes you are!" she said seriously. "Or I'll dress you myself!" she exclaimed throwing the clothes at me.
Okay let me catch you up to speed. After she started giggling like a lunatic she took some clothes and started dressing me up like a Barbie. The clothes she decided on are a red and black corset styled long sleeved lacy shirt that showed a hint of cleavage, some black jeans that hugged my entire form but flared at the bottom and red converse with black laces. She, of course, wanted to do make up and hair as well. This is were we are now.
"NO!" I said stubbornly "I am not going to go out there dressed like that!" I exclaimed. "Why not?" she asked "It's cute and eye catching! Why do you not want to catch a guy's eye? Is it because you like girls?" She asked "It'll probably catch their eye too!" she added.
"I'm not a lesbian!" I yelled "no guy wants me! That's why I don't like to dress up! It never does any good!" I finished panting. She looked shocked.
"Are you serious?" she exclaimed "You have an awesome body! You're smokin'!" she added joking. "Am I really?" I asked "You're not saying that to make me feel better are you?" I asked shyly.
"No! Really, I mean it!" she said. "Here," she threw the clothes at me "Go change. Then you'll see." She said confidently.
"Okay," I sighed "If it'll make you happy."
As I went to change in the bathroom I heard people talking downstairs. Hmm, I thought, there must be visitors. As I was changing with my back to the door I heard the door open. I spun around with my shirt off and screamed. I screamed "Get out! Out!" covering my bra covered chest with the lacy shirt. The guy that walked in on me was standing there with his mouth open. I threw the soap bar at him and hit him in the chest. "Out!" I yelled. "Isabella!" I yelled again.
"What?" I heard her ask.
Then I heard a lot of foot steps on the stairs. Six other guys and one girl showed.
"What the hell?" I heard one murmur. "Look at her ears and her tail." Said another. "Isabella!" I screamed louder.
"What?" she said laughing coming out of her room. "You see that the clothes actually look goo-"she froze.
"Get them away!" I yelled "They won't move!"
"Who the hell are you?" the biggest one asked "What are you?" said the second biggest one in a soft tone. "You don't have to be afraid," he continued. "We won't hurt you." He said stepping forward. His eyes connected to mine. I gasped. "Rou dacha-ya eh concetah ah esa eh uhn. (Translation: Our souls are connected and they are one) I said in a daze before I fainted.
