Bad to the Bone
Chapter 17 – Fashionably Late
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"I'm rotten to the core."
Throughout the school anticipation was felt in the air. The excitement of seeing their parents was a feeling that the VKs definitely didn't share with the other occupants of the school. Jaz wasn't feeling overly excited about the day and would rather have stayed in bed for the day. But she'd gotten out of her bed and had just gotten out of the shower.
She left the bathroom, towel-drying her hair as her roommate brushed through her hair while sat in a purple dressing gown. Megan ran her eyes over the other teen, eyeing the shorts and loose t-shirt with a wary eye.
"What are you wearing today?" the teen in question shrugged, dropping her towel in her hamper.
"I dunno." She moved to her vanity table, grabbing a brush to make work of the wet tangled mess, "I was just gonna wear what I always wear; it's not like I have anyone to impress."
Megan grimaced, closing her eyes and shaking her head with a sigh, "Don't let Eddie hear you say that. Did you think joggers and a leather jacket would be acceptable on Parent's Day of all days?"
Jaz nodded, not understanding the need to dress up when she'd most likely be hiding from people, "What's up with it?"
Megan sighed, "It's a formal event; everyone's parents will be there." she sighed again, head shaking as she pulled her wardrobe doors open, rooting through the clothes in there before pulling out a magenta skirt and matching blouse, "Here y'are try these."
Jaz shrugged, pulling her shirt over her head and dropping her shorts so she could shove her arms through the blouse. She frowned at what her reflection showed when she tugged on the skirt. The skirt fit fine at the waist but fell loosely and weirdly around her legs. The blouse bunched up on the muscles in her arms and hung unattractively around her toned stomach.
At the questioning glance from Jaz, Megan frowned at the outfit, silently agreeing that it didn't work.
"It's cool and all that you're offering but there's no fucking way that I am wearing this shit." Megan nodded in agreement as Jaz pulled the offending outfit off, slipping into her camo shorts and throwing her leather jacket on over the black sports bra she was already wearing.
She shoved her feet into her combat boots, dropping onto her bed to lace them as Megan moved back to her wardrobe, "Look I've never worn them so take them to Evie and see what she can do."
Jaz nodded, bundling the items under her arm as she moved to the door. She pulled it open and looked back to Megan, "I'll see you later, okay?"
With a nod from Megan she left the room, pulling her black beanie from her pocket and tugging it onto her head to cover the damp hair. She moved through the hallways, ignoring the stares her bare legs attracted, most people more shocked at the scars covering her legs (especially the long, thin scar running down the majority of left leg) than her actual legs.
She simply shrugged the stares off, coming to a stop outside Mal's dorm room. She pushed open the door, Evie's head snapping up at the intrusion.
"Ah there you are." Jaz bobbed her eyebrows in greeting, dropping the skirt and blouse onto the table in the middle of the room that was already covered in clothes and fabric scraps, "What are these?"
"Megan gave them to me to wear but they're fucking awful. Can you fix them?" she hopped up onto Evie's desk, watching as the blue-haired teen picked them up and examined them.
Evie drummed a finger against her chin as the dorm door opened again, Carlos and Jay stepping into the room, Dude trotting in behind. Jay moved to Evie's bed, throwing himself on top as Carlos looked over Jaz' outfit with a raised eyebrow.
"Is that how you walked here?" he asked, hopping onto the desk next to her.
"Yeah, what about it?" she frowned, crossing her arms over her chest as she looked to the smaller teen.
"Nothing." He shrugged with a fake innocence that Jaz didn't believe for a second, "I was just thinking about what Aziz would make of it."
Jaz groaned, flipping him off before punching his shoulder. Evie sighed, placing her hands on her hips and levelling the pair her best exasperated look.
"Alright that's enough squabbling. Jaz put these on so I can see what I'm working with." Jaz caught the clothes Evie threw to her, sliding off the desk to pull her jacket off.
She pulled the items on, flipping Jay off when he laughed. She gave a dramatic little turn, flashing Jay her middle finger whenever the opportunity arose. Evie winced, one hand on her hip and the other tucked under her chin.
"Okay, take them off." She flapped her hands towards herself, taking the clothes when they were offered over.
Evie moved to her desk, the clothes in hand as Jaz slipped back into her shorts, leaving the jacket as she flopped onto Evie's bed, settling her head on Jay's stomach. They fell silent; the only sound was Evie's scissors or sewing machine moving through fabric. The bathroom door opened, Mal stepping out and noticing the group was all there.
"Ah you're all here." She nodded her head in greeting to the twins as she rubbed her hair under the towel wrapped snugly around her head.
"Where else would we be?" Jay lifted his head from the pillow it was on to shoot the teen an incredulous look, "Evie has our clothes here."
Mal shook her head, flipping the teen off as she dropped onto her own bed. She grabbed her brush, running the bristles through her purple hair.
"You excited for your first event as the prince's official girlfriend?" Jaz asked, bored of staring up at the ceiling.
"I don't wanna think about it." she mumbled in response, Jaz moving over to drop onto the bed with her.
She lay on her back while Mal lay on her front, "What's the worst that can happen?"
Mal shrugged, rocking into Jaz with the action, "I guess, but I'm not sure I want to see all of the other parents; mom wasn't very popular in her time."
Jaz chuckled, dropping her arm over the side of the bed to scratch the top of Dude's head, "Something's bound to happen today, I can feel it."
"Let's just hope everything runs smoothly." Evie placated, not lifting her head from her work, Jaz throwing her hands up in surrender.
"So Jaz," Carlos crooned the teen in question groaning at the smirk at all the horrible things it could be withholding, "you planning on meeting Aziz' 'rents?"
Jaz rolled her eyes as she leant over to flick the smallest VK on the forehead, "Not that you needed to know but yes; we made a deal."
Carlos shot her a shocked look, his mouth hanging open but still grinning, "Ooh what kind of deal?"
Jaz rolled her eyes as he wiggled his eyebrows, "He did something for me," she frowned at the smirk Carlos shared with her twin, "Not like that you perv. He did me a favour and in return I have to meet his parents."
Evie cleared her throat, pulling all attention to her, "C leave her alone so she can try these on."
Jaz stuck her tongue out at the teen as she took the clothes extended out to her. Evie had swapped out the blouse for a lilac cropped t-shirt with a raw hemline and an embroidered-rose patch and had cut the skirt shorter so it fell just above her knee – short enough to be fashionable but modern, adding a mesh underskirt and a mid-thigh slit. Jaz nodded in appreciation, pulling the two-piece on.
She moved in front of the mirror, giving her reflection a once-over, "Looks wicked E."
Evie hummed, drumming her finger on her chin as she examined the outfit, "I feel like it's missing something."
She moved to her clothing rack, her fingers on her left hand drumming against her thigh as she rooted through the items. She pulled out a cropped grey bomber jacket, holding it out to the other teen, "Here; it should add some edge."
Jaz shrugged pulling it on, Carlos lifting his head from Dude, "And it will stop any guys from feeling intimated by her massive muscles."
Jaz rolled her eyes, leaning over to deliver a punch to her friend's shoulder. Jay lifted his head, laughing at the smaller male and glancing at his sister's outfit.
"You don't look too bad, Jaz, not as good as I will but you'll do." Jaz rolled her eyes, her head shaking from side-to-side as she fought to tamp down her smile.
"Alright boys – and Jaz – let's break it up." Evie called, clapping her hands together to put the attention onto her, "Go get dressed."
Jay groaned, rolling off the bed. He landed on the floor, debated making a run for it before taking the clothes Evie offered out to him. Carlos gave Dude one final scratch behind the ear then pushed off the floor. He took the clothes from Evie, ducking his head to hide the blush that sprung up when Jay pulled his t-shirt off over his head.
The smallest VK shook his head and shuffled into the bathroom, missing the grins shared between Jaz and Evie. Evie smiled at the floor, huffing out a small laugh before grabbing her own outfit for the day.
"Mal, yours is hung up on the back of the door." the blue-haired teen nodded her head in its direction, jerking her thumb over her shoulder before moving to behind the room divider.
Mal sighed as she climbed off the bed, skirting around Jay as he changed, and slipping into the side-room. Jaz rolled onto her back, keeping her eyes away from where Jay was getting changed in the middle of the room, drumming her fingers on her stomach.
She looked up as the bathroom door opened, Carlos stepping out holding his tie, "How do you tie this?"
"C'mere." Carlos moved across the room, stopping in front of Jaz and watching as she made quick work of the knot, her nimble fingers folding the tie neatly for him.
She loosened the neck so it hung lower on Carlos' collarbones, knowing he didn't like things tight around his neck. She brushed her hands over his shoulders, straightening the lapels of his blazer. She glanced down at the biker boots covering his feet and smirked at the leather sleeves on the jacket. She gave the furry pom-pom attached to a chain on his pants a tug, rolling her eyes at it and the teen wearing it.
"And of course you're wearing shorts." She rolled her eyes jokingly, hitting his chest with the back of her hand.
He clutched his chest where she hit it, scrunching his face up in fake pain and getting another slap for it. She ruffled his hair, using the action to pull him into a headlock.
He twisted his head in her grip, knowing better than to fight for his freedom, "Are you actually surprised?"
"Nah." She admitted shaking her head and releasing the teen, the smallest VK stood up to his full height, Jaz happening to move out of the way so Jay could see his outfit.
"Lookin' good 'Los." Jay commented, doing the final button on his shirt, his head ducked down so he missed the blush heating up Carlos' cheeks.
"Not so bad yourself Jay." Jaz gave her brother an over-dramatic wink, pulling the attention away from Carlos so he could get his blush under raps.
She glanced at his maroon blazer with leather sleeves over a simple white shirt and some plain black pants. She huffed out a small laugh at his scuffed black boots. He rolled his eyes, flopped onto the bed and placed his hands behind his head.
The slide-room door opened, Mal stepping out in a blue pencil skirt with a purple patch and a matching purple blazer, the shoulders padded slightly, over a white blouse. Her black ankle boots finished the more sophisticated look.
Jaz wolf-whistled as Mal walked past, getting an eye roll in return, Mal unable to hide the small smirk on her face. Carlos checked the clock on Mal's nightstand and frowned.
"E?" Carlos called, stroking the top of Dude's head, "Are you nearly ready yet? We're gonna be late."
"It's okay if we're late; we'll be fashionably late." The teen called over the room divider, earning a groan from Mal.
"That's code for she'll be another ten minutes." Mal groaned again, dropping onto her bed as Evie made an affronted sound, stepping around the divider brushing off her skirt.
"Alright I'm done." She shot Mal a glare, the purple-haired teen holding her hand sup in surrender.
"Wow E, looking stunning as always." Evie winked at Jay, moving to the middle of the room to check her outfit in the floor-to-ceiling mirror there.
Jaz admired her black and blue dress with a mesh overlay and little black sleeves. A heart pendant rested against her sternum and like Mal she wore black heeled boots to finish the look.
Jaz moved to the door, her footsteps heavy so that the VKs watched her movements, "Can we go now?" she whined, earning an eye roll from the majority of the rooms occupants.
"Eager to see Aziz?" Carlos teased, moving to the door but far enough away from Jaz so that she couldn't hit him.
"Eager to get the day over and done with so we can get the wand and get out of this hell hole." Carlos shrugged, holding up his hands, knowing to stand out of reach of her.
"Oh wait," Jaz groaned, pulling the door open, "E before we go I go you something; it's a sleeping spray for any guards we run into at the coronation and for the limo driver."
Evie nodded, taking the bottle carefully and slipping it into her bag, "Okay."
Mal sighed, clapping her hands together as she pushed her way through the door, "Let's blow this popsicle stand."
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A/N: I want to apologise for the later update and I blame lockdown because I have no time judgement and I have no clue what day it is ever. Anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter, please drop a review and let me know what you think, or even if you have any questions. Hopefully I'll have a new update out in two weeks but no promises.