Chapter 13 (U should no, I'm ignoring Planet Bang's schedule.)
The door banged open, and sure enough, there they were. Collin, Michael, Derek, even...Chris? "Chris, what are you doing in here?" He crossed his arms, and said, "I got a report about what you did last night!" She looked down shamefully, and said, "I didn't do it." She whispered quietly. "Oh yeah? Then who got rid of our girlfriends last night?" Derek demanded, hands on hips. Stanton stood in front of her protectively. A talent of his.
"Listen, she didn't do it. Gerard possessed her last night, and made her do those things. She would never do anything like that." She came up in front again, and said, "Yes, I like to flirt. Yes, I like you Collin. No, I don't dance like that whore last night. No, I don't steal boyfriends!" Michael crossed his arms and said sarcastically, "Of course not. After all, last night we didn't even have girlfriends."
She looked down once more, and sighed. "I'm sorry. I really would never do something like that. While my body was acting like a slutty little bitch, my mind was trying, and trying to stop it." she tried to explain, now in tears. The guys looked down for couple seconds, then each one individually said, "It's alright." Michael slapped his hands to his sides.
"Alright. So how are we gonna make it up to them?" He asked, referring to the girlfriends. Rachel thought about it, licked her lips, then said, "I got it! I'll give you make overs!" The only face in the entire room that didn't give her a 'Are you out of your mind,' look, was the grinning expression of her brother. His humor finally rising, Collin said sarcastically said, "Sounds great to me. Maybe later we can break out the Barbie dolls, and try on different outfits."
Rachel scoffed, then said, "Listen, you can trust me! You'll love it when I'm done. All you have to do, is follow my instructions." After a few quick glances, they shrugged, and agreed. "Great! Stanton, can we borrow some of your wardrobe?" Stanton smiled, and said, "No problem. I'll break out a good outfit for tonight." They walked into Stanton's room, and Rachel cheerily turned to them to start.
"Okay, does anyone have a question?" She asked innocently. Michael raised his hand, and asked, "Is this gonna be permanent?" She laughed, then shook her head. "Uh-uh. I'm merely gonna fix you up for tomorrow night. I'm gonna take you to Planet Bang, and you're gonna dance your heads off!" Rachel could tell she was beginning to scare them pretty bad.
"Look, I wont eat you. I'll just check your faces and bodies, don't get me wrong; then pick your outfits; and finally, apply the makeup!" "Makeup!?" Collin shouted incredulously. Stanton, realizing the 'manly' problem more than Rachel, said, "Relax! It isn't so bad." "What do you mean?" Chris asked suspiciously. "She just lightly spackles. It's only glitter, eyeliner, and maybe some foundation."
Derek blinked helplessly, then said in a whimpering voice, "Your trying to make us drag-queens aren't you?" Rachel, finally unable to take the pressure, burst into gales of laughter. "No! Look, if you don't like it when I'm done, then you can take it off. Just try it. Please? It worked for Stanton." She said, indicating him with her arm. Finally, they agreed, and she instructed them to stand in a line to make it easier.
She started with Michael, examining his soft brown eyes, curly brown hair, and his facial angles. She smiled, and said, "Anyone tell you that you look a little like Curt Russell?" He blinked, and she went to Derek. He had a sprinkle of freckles across his nose, shining blue eyes, and his red hair was in a ponytail. She shuddered, and giggled. "You're so adorable." She said brazenly.
She got laugh's and blushing on that one, and went to Collin. She was luckily able to look his face over without staring. His eyes were a startling blue against the dark tan of his face, and his white hair was tucked into a ponytail. She fingered a lock, and asked, "Is it natural?" He nodded. "I spend a lot of time-" "Surfing." She finished, not moving her eyes. Since she already knew how Chris looked, she gave her body examination, her mind jotting away notes, and began her fashion magic.
The door banged open, and sure enough, there they were. Collin, Michael, Derek, even...Chris? "Chris, what are you doing in here?" He crossed his arms, and said, "I got a report about what you did last night!" She looked down shamefully, and said, "I didn't do it." She whispered quietly. "Oh yeah? Then who got rid of our girlfriends last night?" Derek demanded, hands on hips. Stanton stood in front of her protectively. A talent of his.
"Listen, she didn't do it. Gerard possessed her last night, and made her do those things. She would never do anything like that." She came up in front again, and said, "Yes, I like to flirt. Yes, I like you Collin. No, I don't dance like that whore last night. No, I don't steal boyfriends!" Michael crossed his arms and said sarcastically, "Of course not. After all, last night we didn't even have girlfriends."
She looked down once more, and sighed. "I'm sorry. I really would never do something like that. While my body was acting like a slutty little bitch, my mind was trying, and trying to stop it." she tried to explain, now in tears. The guys looked down for couple seconds, then each one individually said, "It's alright." Michael slapped his hands to his sides.
"Alright. So how are we gonna make it up to them?" He asked, referring to the girlfriends. Rachel thought about it, licked her lips, then said, "I got it! I'll give you make overs!" The only face in the entire room that didn't give her a 'Are you out of your mind,' look, was the grinning expression of her brother. His humor finally rising, Collin said sarcastically said, "Sounds great to me. Maybe later we can break out the Barbie dolls, and try on different outfits."
Rachel scoffed, then said, "Listen, you can trust me! You'll love it when I'm done. All you have to do, is follow my instructions." After a few quick glances, they shrugged, and agreed. "Great! Stanton, can we borrow some of your wardrobe?" Stanton smiled, and said, "No problem. I'll break out a good outfit for tonight." They walked into Stanton's room, and Rachel cheerily turned to them to start.
"Okay, does anyone have a question?" She asked innocently. Michael raised his hand, and asked, "Is this gonna be permanent?" She laughed, then shook her head. "Uh-uh. I'm merely gonna fix you up for tomorrow night. I'm gonna take you to Planet Bang, and you're gonna dance your heads off!" Rachel could tell she was beginning to scare them pretty bad.
"Look, I wont eat you. I'll just check your faces and bodies, don't get me wrong; then pick your outfits; and finally, apply the makeup!" "Makeup!?" Collin shouted incredulously. Stanton, realizing the 'manly' problem more than Rachel, said, "Relax! It isn't so bad." "What do you mean?" Chris asked suspiciously. "She just lightly spackles. It's only glitter, eyeliner, and maybe some foundation."
Derek blinked helplessly, then said in a whimpering voice, "Your trying to make us drag-queens aren't you?" Rachel, finally unable to take the pressure, burst into gales of laughter. "No! Look, if you don't like it when I'm done, then you can take it off. Just try it. Please? It worked for Stanton." She said, indicating him with her arm. Finally, they agreed, and she instructed them to stand in a line to make it easier.
She started with Michael, examining his soft brown eyes, curly brown hair, and his facial angles. She smiled, and said, "Anyone tell you that you look a little like Curt Russell?" He blinked, and she went to Derek. He had a sprinkle of freckles across his nose, shining blue eyes, and his red hair was in a ponytail. She shuddered, and giggled. "You're so adorable." She said brazenly.
She got laugh's and blushing on that one, and went to Collin. She was luckily able to look his face over without staring. His eyes were a startling blue against the dark tan of his face, and his white hair was tucked into a ponytail. She fingered a lock, and asked, "Is it natural?" He nodded. "I spend a lot of time-" "Surfing." She finished, not moving her eyes. Since she already knew how Chris looked, she gave her body examination, her mind jotting away notes, and began her fashion magic.