Title: Life

Author: Callista Wolfwood

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Rating: R

Part: 4

Hello People-

Thanks for the cool reviews and after updating one of my other stories I decided to start chapter 4 of this one. Hopefully you will enjoy this chapter keep up the reviews and let me know how I'm doing. If you have any ideas fill free to comment or email me and I'll try to get them somewhere in the story. I've made a few changes in the other chapters some corrections and other stuff that's not really that important so no need to go back and re-read the first three chapters since it was nothing major. Oh yeah btw a hint of what's to come Nick and Tristan in leather pants… yeah see lately I've been a tad obsessed with leather pants shrugs So you get to read about Tristan and Nick in leather pants… or and Rosalyn as well. Think Barbie does bondage.

Callista

Chapter 4

Rosalyn walked around the mall with Nick and Tristan trailing behind her she wanted to find the perfect outfits for Nick's party later that week. Plus she wanted to find a outfit for both Rory and Tristan to knock each other's socks off. She walked into another store not really looking at which she happened to be at and went straight to the party clothes. First thing she noticed was the fact that every outfit was made of leather or vinyl. She eyed the leather pants and gave a wicked grin and grabbed two and handed them Nick and Tristan.

"I am so not wearing any of this… whatever you want to call it to you party," Tristan told Nick while eyeing Rosalyn warily. She grabbed a black tank top and a black tee-shirt off another rack the only type of clothing that wasn't leather or vinyl. She then handed the tank top to Tristan and tee-shirt to Nick.

"Just try them on, who knows you might like them besides you want to make an impression, don't you?" Rosalyn asked smirking shoving him into the dressing room.

"Why does Nick get the tee-shirt and I get the tank top?" Tristan complained.

"Tristan everyone knows that you were at military school you might as well show your Mary that Military school did your body good." Rosalyn replied rolling her eyes, she then started looking though some more racks for possible outfits for some of the girls and herself.

"Tristan stop bitching and just try it on you know Rosalyn, she'll never give it up till you do what she wants," Nick replied while walking out of the dressing room in the black leather pants and tee-shirt.

Rosalyn just stood there with her mouth hanging open with a couple of outfits in her hands that she nearly dropped at the site of Nick in leather pants. God she loved going shopping with him for party clothes. 'Those leather pants fit his form like a glove.' She thought before sending him a wicked grin.

"Should I dress to match?" She then asked when she regained the ability to speak as she walked into the dressing room with her own leather outfit in tow. 'Granted, they probably won't buy the leather outfits for the party. We will probably use them later privately; they are sure a hell of a lot of fun to try on.' Rosalyn thought.

"Tristan you take a fucking long time in there just to put on leather pants and a tank top," Nick commented waiting for Rosalyn to emerge.

"You try getting this shit on," Tristan replied.

"I did."

Both Rosalyn and Tristan emerged just seconds apart, Tristan who emerged first had on the tank top and leather pants. They were form fitting as well and the tank top clung to his muscled upper body. You could clearly see that military school helped define the muscles that he already acquired. The outfit was perfect for the party if he wanted to knock the socks off his Mary.

Rosalyn then emerged and both Nick and Tristan could only stare at her with stunned silence. She had on a leather halter top that had an inner bra to show off her cleavage to highest point possible. She had a couple of inches of mid-drift before the form fitting leather skirt took over, it went to mid-thigh. If she bent over the wrong way she would flash the room and to complete the outfit she had on leather knee high boots.

'Dude I look like a dark version of Barbie… More like Barbie Does Bondage, and there's only one way to act. Aggressive.' Rosalyn thought as she noted the boys shocked looks. Rosalyn and Nick then sent each other heated looks and she walked up to them with a confident strut. With her long dark red hair, pale skin and green eyes she looked even more inhuman in the leather.

"Damn Rosalyn, if Nick wasn't my best friend I would go after you myself" Tristan said not taking his eyes off her. Rosalyn raised her eyes and Tristan grinned in response. "I'm kidding."

"So I take it you both like it?" Rosalyn asked as she did a little turn and they both nodded wordlessly. Rosalyn then said, "So is this party material or what?" I think it will shock everyone to death and cause talk for months." She then grabbed a full length leather trench coat that went down to her ankles and if closed will cover her entire body.

"Why do both walk in that leather as if you've worn it before?" Tristan asked both Nick and Rosalyn. She just shrugged as if wearing a leather outfit was a normal thing she did on a daily basis. She then noticed the look of confusion on Tristan's face and started laughing unable to stop. The laughter only caused Tristan to look more confused then he already was.

"Tris, I've been in leather formal gown before trust me this leather skirt and boots are nothing compared to being encased in nothing but leather. Don't ask how this happened all I can say is themed weddings are a bitch." Rosalyn responded once she was able to gain control of her laughter.

"Now that's the truth." Nick replied then held up a hand before Tristan could ask the question "I went with her as her escort." Rosalyn and Nick then made eye contact with the shocked Tristan and all burst out laughing hysterically

"What the hell?" Tristan asked suddenly.

"Theme weddings became very popular last year."

"What was it? A bondage wedding?" Tristan asked between gasps of breath.

"The bride's dress was a white leather formal gown and as a bride's maid I had to dress in a royal blue leather formal gown that was tailored for my body." Rosalyn said giggling.

"I was in black leather tuxedo; I didn't know they made leather tuxedos but with enough money anything is possible." Nick replied as Tristan continued to laugh.

"When did this happen?"

"It was while you were in military school last year. It was the Roberts' wedding"

"I remember the family getting the invitation for it; thank god I got out of it in military school. I didn't think I'd ever be grateful for being there but to get out of bondage wedding I'll just have to thank the old man."

"Yeah it was amusing though since everyone was required to dress to match the theme, and if the Roberts haven't been such high ranking elite no one would have showed up." Nick said in response.

"They spent hundreds of dollars on leather tux's and dresses for this wedding that they probably never going to wear again. I know that I'm never going to wear that dress again, I mean come on. Where the fuck am I going to wear a leather formal dress?" Rosalyn asked.

"Good point." Tristan replied.

"I have a picture of us at the wedding," Rosalyn commented and Nick looked at her in horror.

"I thought you burnt all of those pictures," Nick replied. Rosalyn looked at him with a look that said you got to be kidding.

"My parents wouldn't have allowed that and you know it," she responded and Nick sighed in defeat as Tristan looked eager. Rosalyn held up the picture from her wallet that held her in the Royal blue leather formal and Nick in his leather Tuxedo.

"Oh My God!" Tristan replied.

"The only themed wedding that's come close to clothing that uncomfortable has been a renaissance themed wedding. It was another wedding in which all the guests had to match the theme."

"Oh I remember that one; tights were a bitch to get into." Nick responded only to cause another round of hysterical laughing.

"Hey, at least you weren't wearing a renaissance dress, corset and all. That dress had to be at least ten pounds on it's own it had SO much material. They tried to make the entire outfit's a period as possible which means I also had to wear a corset with wale boning in it. Needless to say I was extremely hot and couldn't really breath. It was around three layers of clothing on the upper body alone plus a shit load of undergarments."

"Wow," Tristan responded as Rosalyn pulled out another picture.

"I have pictures of that wedding as well,"

"Rosalyn!" Nick replied as Rosalyn showed Tristan that picture and another round of laughter occurred.

"What would you Mary say if she found out you were in to skin tight leather and vinyl?" Nick asked and before Tristan could respond Rosalyn did.

"She would probably buy two of each kind."

"What?" Tristan asked.

"Remember Tris, Mary isn't the same Mary you left. She's become the female version of you."

"How much like me?" Tristan asked suddenly worried.

"Don't worry Tristan she's not the female version of a man-slut that you were," Rosalyn responded grinning.

"Hey I wasn't that bad."

"Yes Tris, you were. At least until you met you Mary and actually developed feelings for her." Nick replied.

"So how much like me is she?"

"Well, remember how you said last year that she was observant as all hell except when it came to her own love life or rather you feelings for her?" Tristan just nodded in response.

"Well, I think that she observed the inner workings of the Chilton elite because she knows how to appeal to and "suck up" to and who she can ignore. She knows how respond to every whim of the court."

"Tristan, she is the female version of you with the exception of she doesn't care of a male companionship. God knows that if she wanted it she would have it because the way she came acted in school today proves that she knows she can do it."

"What do you mean?"

"Tris, I can't explain it you'll have to see for yourself."

They changed back into their normal clothes and bought the leather outfits that seemed to be tailored to their bodies. They had plenty of time to actually decide what exactly they are to wear to the party since it was four days from now. They went to a few more stores and bought a few more outfits. They then headed back to drop Tristan at his house and start on some homework.

Despite what everyone thought the King and Queen of Chilton were in the top five in their class, it was required to be among the highest academically to be considered as King and Queen. Not necessarily the top five but at least the top ten percentile. You would be surprised on the requirements to be Chilton's elite pair. The top five included Rory, Paris, Rosalyn, Nick and Tristan. Well, when Tristan was in school with them and the ranking changed constantly with each grading period.

It's not really common knowledge that highest of Chilton's elite have to be academically high as well. Despite what people assumed Rosalyn, Nick and Tristan studied and did their homework and tested well. They didn't party all of the time, granted they did everything together so they would score around the same.

As they reached Tristan's house they hugged trying for a quick good-bye, which was never really the case of trio. A best friend, to the point that they gained ability to tell each other when one is being an ass. Each has had their moments but Tristan as the ladies man has had the majority of talks.

Nick and Rosalyn have known about his Mary since he first laid eyes on her. When he got sent off to military school they were asked to watch of his Mary and have kept the vultures of Chilton away from her as much as possible. After Tristan left they declared that the Rory AKA Mary is to be left alone. Since Nick and Rosalyn were the new King and Queen they were obeyed.

"Bye Tris try not to be gallivanting around and spill the beans before the party," Rosalyn told him as she hugged him. Tristan snorted in response rolling his eyes.

"Then you shouldn't have taken me to the Hartford Mall when you know most of our class goes there on a regular basis." Tristan said slight annoyed and tired for the long shopping session.

"Why do you think we went for a quick shopping session, I could of kept you guys in there for hours trying on party clothes." Rosalyn responded.

"Quick? THAT was quick? We were there for three hours."

"Tris, you know how I shop and we would have been there for all day."

"Isn't that the truth, I've gone shopping with her." Nick responded.

"God, it's a wonder we didn't get caught while we were there for the THREE HOURS!" Tristan complained as Rosalyn just raised one eyebrow.

"Seriously Tristan you know how fast gossip goes around especially in Hartford you don't want you Mary to catch word that you're back," Nick told him. Tristan then nodded in agreement. They then did their manly handshake and hug and Tristan walked towards the front door bags in tow, from both Military school and the mall.

Nick and Rosalyn walked back towards Nick's black Mustang convertible and got in waving to Tristan one last time and then they took off back towards Rosalyn's house. They sat in silence for the first few miles towards Rosalyn's house. It wasn't a strained silence just comfortable silence. They were a few blocks away from the house when Rosalyn broke the silence.

"Do you think he'll actually stay out of trouble?"

"Yes, he wants to be with Rory so I think he will."

"I wonder what I should have her ware to the party that will knock Tristan's socks off?"

"Well, I don't think leather or vinyl will work since I doubt Rory is the dominatrix type."

"You never know."

Okay sorry I have to end it there... I was going to go farther but I decided that I was better off giving you a chapter now then waiting to come up with more so here you go...

Callista