Thursday Morning
Dynamis' Room
Step 3: Wear a bit of make up to sex up your look! Not to much so you don't look desperate!
Dynamis sighed. The last step he did ended in tears, was following this advice really helping?
'Not like I have anything to lose.'
Walking to the bathroom Dynamis opened his make up case and took out his black eyeliner pencil. Lightly he drew fine lines around his eyes, next he applied black mascara to his upper and lower lashes. Lastly Dynamis layered his lips in two fine coats of black lipstick before looking at himself in the mirror.
He looked pretty darn good. Not to much but not to little, plus it really brought out his blue eyes!
Thursday Morning
School Cafe
With a small smile on his black lips Dynamis walked though the crowds of people to his waiting friends, one look at him and his friends had shocked faces like Tuesday.
"Morning everyone, i-is something wrong?"
Yuki blinked before answering. "No, no! Everything is fine, it's just... Have your eyes always been so... Blue?" Dynamis blushed.
"Oh, all it is, is my make up. I put on a bit more on than usual this morning."
Taking a seat he sat next to Madoka who pulled him aside so they could talk in private. "I see you've been following the magazine's advice?" Dynamis blushed lightly. "Yes..."
"And is it working?" She watched as the greyette's eyes dimmed. "Not even close. No mater how much I try I always ether get in trouble or have a heartbreak. I swear-!" He was cut short by the bell.
"We'll continue this conversation later?" Madoka gave a nod before heading off to class, it was then when he heard it.
The names...
"Hey, look at that weirdo."
"He's probably a cross dresser."
"Attention whore!"
dynamis felt his self-confidence shrink as he hurried to class, but no matter how fast he was he could still hear them.
"Is that a girl?"
"who let the wannabe bitch in here?"
Dynamis looked aside as he walked into the math room to be greeted by more taunts.
"Cross dressing FAG."
Blue eyes welled with tears as he heard that. That word stabbed him hard and he had to hold back a sob. He always wore make up everyday, so why would they say something now?
"All right! Everyone to your seats! I'm starting role call!" As Mr. Nacu called out the names of his class mates he felt as if all eyes were on him. "Dynamis!?"
"H-Here." The greyette called before going silent, he watched the door. Where was Rago? He should of been here by now. "Rago! Rago?" He looked around. "Herschel, where is Rago?"
The colored male looked up from his book and sighed. "Rago isn't here today, he had some emergency family business." Mr. Nacu gave an understanding nod before marking him absent.
Dynamis held his head low, after class heed rinse off his extra make up.
Thursday Morning
Boys Restroom
Wetting a paper towel Dynamis gently wiped away his make up, once done he looked at his reflection. He took in his tan face, his blue eyes and his spiky grey hair. Why didn't Rago find him interesting? He had good qualities!
He was a good boy, he got good grades, he never started a fight or had ever been in one. Heed never hurt a fly and always listened to what others had to say. He never cursed or talked back so... Why did rago dislike him?
'Maybe because your a goody two shoes!'
Dynamis sighed, he was right.
'Rago and I are complete opposites... But, they say opposites attract when it comes to love!'
Dynamis blushed as the word love entered his mind. Walking out of the restroom he headed for the LA room as the bell rung, one more class until lunch.
Thursday Afternoon
Lunch
Sitting down in his normal spot he stared at his friends. "Afternoon!" He greeted cheerfully, obviously it was fake cheer.
"Dynamis, what's wrong?" The greyette's smile faded at Madoka's question. "What are you taking about? I am perfectly fine."
Madoka frowned. "I know for a fact that you're trying not to burst into tears! Let me guess, you heard those people calling you hurtful names, didn't you?" Blue eyes became glossy at the question and he wiped away his unshed tears. "Yeah..."
Madoka sighed. "So about the conversation this morning. You're on step three, aren't you?" Dynamis gasped at that. "How did you?" The brunet chuckled.
"Honestly Dynamis, I am the one who gave you the magazine after all. Besides I've been watching since then. First you wear your shrine attire to school to be unique, secondly you go talk to Rago to find out what he likes, finally you wear more make up that usual to sex up your look and get noticed. Yet each time you try you fail, sometimes I wonder what you do wrong."
Dynamis folded his hands in his lap and looked aside. "I don't know ether, every step I do just doesn't work. Maybe this type of things only work with girls?" Madoka shook her head poked Dynamis' chest. "Dynamis do you know what your problem is?" Dynamis shook his head. "Is it because I'm hopeless at romance?"
Madoka shook her head roughly and poked him harder. "NO! It's because you don't have enough courage! You need to stop being this... This wimp and start being someone that Rago would notice!" Dynamis looked at her. "I...I don't understand?"
The brunet's face redded with anger and she slapped Dynamis acrossed the face. "This is exactly what I'm talking about! You need to stop being this goody good and become Rago's type!"
"Rago's... Type?"
Madoka gave him an evil grin, a glint of an idea twinkled in her eyes, Dynamis became scared.
"The bad boy type!"
Thursday Night
Dynamis' Room
"Thanks for letting me come over Dynamis." Madoka said sitting on the greyette's bed, Dynamis gave a small smile. "I really didn't have a chose, you did kinda follow me home after all."
Madoka laughed. "Well how else am I going to help you? I can't really go though your wardrobe at home now can I?" Sighing Dynamis turned to her. "So... How is this going to work?" Giving another smirk Madoka snatched the pink 'girls power' magazine from under Dynamis' pillow and turned to pages fifty four and fifty five.
"Well the next step works perfectly with this. It says we need to dress you in something that will flatter Rago so... Do you by chance have a tight black frilly lingerie with you?" Dynamis' face went bright red.
"MADOKA!" The embarrassed teen screamed throwing a pillow at her. She ducked the plush square and began laughing her ass off. "I'm sorry Dynamis!" She said between giggles, wiping the tears from he eyes. "I-I just couldn't help myself!" Finally composing herself Madoka shifted though Dynamis' rose of clothing.
"God Dynamis! You have more cloths than I do! Do you even fit in haft of these?" Dynamis gave a nod and scratched the back of his neck. "Yeah, I haven't really grown in the past few years..."
Rolling her eyes Madoka shifted though the second row until her eyes sparkled. "This one!" Dynamis looked over and a blush coated his cheeks.
"Where did I even get that?"
