"Ha told you I can not be beaten in the world of no reaction." Jezebel giggled in her paint, food, and spit ball covered uniform. "So what's the next contest?" she asked still giggling like a little girl. All of the boys smirked.
"Dress up." Francis stated plainly.
"WHat ?!"
"We all have to dress up like we're going to a fancy party with what clothes that you have and if you lose you get to go shopping with me." All three of them ran back to their separate rooms to try and said clothes, but little did Jezebel know that this was a whole scheme thought up by the boys.
So that your not all confused Time warp to the boys bathroom break.
"Mein gott I would kill just dance with her." Gilbert whinnied as he was taking a whiz. As Francis was looking at himself in the merrier he sighed, he knew that his friend would not stop pursing her even if he told him that it was useless.
"Gilbert, we can try something."
"Anything I just one dance with her and doesn't matter if she doesn't want a kiss or begging me for sex!" Now both Francis and Antonio knew that he was serious.
"Well she never backs down from a contest or a dear." Francis said with a smile.
"Annnnnnd."
"The dance is tonight, so we tell her that the next contest is dress up and if she losses she has to go shopping with me and I know for a fact that she has a black and white ball gown with her at all times."
"So were tricking her into going to the dance then?" Gilbert asked making sure that he had the plan right.
"Yes, my good friend. You get your dance and she's not drowning herself in a bottle of alcohol. So it's a win win situation."
And back to the present situation
Jezebel had to act fast, she knew that she had her mothers old white ball gown but her mother was a little bigger than her and she didn't think that it would fit right. She looked at the dress as she hung in front of herself. Both of her parents were proud of their Prussian heritage and showed in her mothers old clothes. Most of them had the Prussian eagle on them. She sighed, she really hated shopping with Francis sometimes he was worse than her grandmother. She slipped into the white and black dress letting it hang off of her curves and flow to the floor. She didn't have time to put her hair up right so she did the only thing that she knew how to do and that was a swirled bun. After she got that right she out her two wing berets in her hair. She then turned and looked at herself in the mirror in the bathroom. She thought that she looked okay for something that was thrown on in five minutes. She grabbed the white heels that she had bought for the dress so that she could ware it and headed out the door.
The boys met her by the bench in front of the gym and as she walked up to them she got an assortment of wolf calls and whistles from them.
"Wow Jezebel I never thought that I would see you in a dress." Francis exclaimed looking her up and down along with Gilbert and Antonio.
"Well desperate times call for desperate measures." She said as she did a little twirl. "Shopping with you is worse than shopping with my grandmother."
"Well now that your here follow me." Gilbert said as he took her hand in a gentlemanly fashion and lead her into the gym. As the entered the lights and music of the dance blinded and deafened her. She was aw struck and fuming that she had been tricked into going to the school dance. She glared up a Gilbert who blushing like a mad man and he could have put Antonio's tomatoes to shame.
"Why did you do this?" She asked the blushing albino while trying to keep from beating him to a bloody pulp. He fidgeted with his fingers and could not seem to come up with any words. As he stepped toward her the only exception by Paramore started playing.
"Isn't it obvious? You are the only exception." Now it was her turn to blush like a tomato. He took her hand and bowed. "May have this dance?" He didn't give her any time to answer because he was sweeping across the dance floor. She wrapped her arms around his neck and let him lead the way.
It was like a dream come true but dream had a sad ending once Christmas break came around, but she was going to cling to this moment and never let go if she could keep from it. As the song ended Gilbert and her stood there in each others embrace. She looked up into his ruby red eyes as he looked into her deep violet eyes. As his face got closer to hers, she knew that she couldn't let the spark grow into a flame.
"I'm sorry." was all that she could say as she broke away from his embrace and she ran back to her room and she cried again for every thing that she was giving up just to save them both heart ache.
