I walked into the room with Alex. I couldn't believe that she was forcing me to go on a date…with a guy…as a girl. This was not going to be a fun evening and Alex didn't even care because she was meeting her "soulmate". I'm not sure if they are but they definitely have mated. I also have to say, it was incredibly awkward seeing my sister and her girlfriend wearing nothing but lingerie. (Even though they were dressing and not undressing.) And on top of having a date, I had no idea what I was going to wear. God I think I might be starting to think like a girl. And I don't mean right brain dominant with a slightly larger hypothalamus. Alex once again skipped into the room though I wasn't going to call it skipping lest I face her wrath.
"Thank god you're here." I said as she entered. "I need your help."
"What is it with you always needing my help?" Alex griped.
"Well you're the one who wants me to go on this stupid date." I countered. "So what exactly am I supposed to wear? I don't have much experience with women's clothing if you haven't noticed."
"Well you've been on dates before. Didn't you ever pay attention to what the girl was wearing?" Alex asked. I tried to think back to the last time Juliet and I went on a date. It was before she was captured, or was it when she was captured? Was that a date? I don't know but I was drawing a blank on what she was wearing.
"No." I replied.
"Well maybe this will teach to do so." Alex remarked. "That is if you ever go out with girls again. I think I know why most of your relationships didn't last."
"Why?" I asked curiously.
"Because you don't pay attention to that kind of stuff." She said. "Girls put a lot of time getting ready. The least you could do is notice what they wear more often and compliment them on it."
"I have complimented them before." I pointed out. "I remembered telling girls that they looked nice."
"You told them they looked nice? That's such a half-assed compliment "No girl wants to hear that. They'll thank you but inside they're thinking 'That's it? I spent three hours getting ready and I only look nice?'" Alex informed. "Nice won't get you anywhere."
"Can you just tell me what to wear?" I asked in frustration. "Where are we going anyway?"
"Well I haven't told the best part. So Ashley saved up a bunch money, hoping to find a girl to go out with. Anyway we're going to this really fancy Italian restaurant so you need to dress really nice." Alex explained. "Like pretty much formal."
"Did you even pack anything formal?" I asked.
"No but there's an easy way for us to get them." Alex said as she grabbed her wand. "We've been through a bunch of ups and downs, now we need a pair of gowns."
I watched as a pair of gowns appeared in Alex's hand. Well technically bags containing said gowns appeared in her hand.
"So after we're all showered, we can try them on." Alex instructed.
"I've already had a shower today." I pointed out.
"Yes but got kind of sweaty today. Stupid Santa Annas. Your second first date needs to be perfect."
"Second first date?" I asked.
"Yeah your first date as a girl." Alex replied.
"And hopefully my last." I remarked as I stepped into the bathroom and began to quickly remove my clothing.
After I got out of the shower and Alex got in the shower, I began to search through the bag for some undergarments. I then went through the endless suitcase and finally found a matching bra and panties. (Which still felt like foreign objects I should never touch to me). I was just preparing to put the bra on when Alex stepped out of the bathroom.
"You won't need that." She said. "These dresses are meant to be worn without them."
"How is that supposed to work?" I asked.
"Well they have a built-in bra to avoid lines showing up." Alex explained before looking at the other undergarment on the bed. "But you should probably wear those."
"I'll make sure that I do." I said blushing.
Alex, still wrapped in her towel, picked up both bags. "So sister, which one do you want?" She asked.
I couldn't see through either of the bags so I would be taking a complete chance. "The right one." I said.
She threw the dress at me and me being uncoordinated in a female body, the bag hit me in the face.
I unzipped it and saw a white dress. I held onto it for a few seconds.
"You might want to put it on." Alex snarked
I rolled my eyes and went to bathroom. It took me a minute to figure on how to get into it but I eventually did. After it was on, I realized the problem with the dress. I walked out wearing it.
"Not bad if you weren't my sister, I would say you look hot." Alex said.
"Alex, this dress hardly covers up my boobs." I said. I covered my mouth after saying that. I had meant to say breasts. That's what I had always thought of them as.
"It's not really supposed to." Alex said. She was wearing a black dress which was about the same length as mine. "So you have to let me style your hair. This is going to be so much fun."
I grimaced at the thought of Alex having fun because usually when she was having fun, everyone else wasn't. I guess it wasn't too bad having her work on my hair.
"So Drake is going to be picking us up at 6:45 and then we'll be going to the Comfort Inn to pick up Ashley." Ashley gabbed. She usually wasn't a talkative person but I guess when she found someone worth talking about, she could really go at it. It was just like with Mason. I hoped that Ashley wasn't a werewolf. No she couldn't be. There was a full moon last night. I don't need to deal with that again. Especially since Isabella was such a bitch. Okay that's a terrible Freudian slip. Still it is true.
"I'm all done." Alex said. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw that my hair was curlier but she really didn't do much to it. Once again, if I wasn't looking at myself I would say I was hot. Within a minutes there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and I saw Drake wearing a suit. He presented me with a single rose.
"You look beautiful." He said.
Alex shot me a look that said 'See…that's what you're supposed to say to girls.'
"So what hotel are we going to next?" Drake asked Alex.
"Comfort Inn." Alex replied. "I'm going in to get her."
Drake drove to the Comfort Inn and Alex walked inside.
A few minutes later she came out holding Ashley's hand. She was wearing a pink gown and had a corsage on her wrist that I probably know where it came from. Alex and Ashley are a pretty cute couple and I can't say that I had ever seen her look so happy. Alex opened the door and let Ashley inside.
"It's just last night." Drake commented. "Except these two are you know sober."
I'm not quite sure that Alex heard him because she was already making out with Ashley.
"It's too bad these two are dykes because then things could be really interesting." Drake said.
I looked back to see that both Alex and Ashley were giving him the finger.
"Could you please not say that word?" I asked Drake politely. "I don't like you talking about my sister that way."
"Okay fine." He said as he pulled into the restaurant. By now I knew that he was staring at my boobs…breasts…why do I keep thinking of them like that? Well at least my dress looked nice, not that I cared or anything. I took his hand and he walked me into the restaurant. It was uncomfortable but at the same time it felt pretty nice. The way he held my hand made me feel all tingly inside. Maybe that was his hand sweating but I liked it.
We were sat at the booth. Ashley and Alex were on one side and Drake and I were on the other.
"You know I don't quite get the formal clothes from Italian." He said.
"What do you mean?" Ashley asked.
"I mean your dresses must be pretty expensive and Italian food is pretty messy. At least it is when Josh eats it." Drake said.
"Who's Josh?" Ashley asked.
"His brother." Alex whispered.
"We'll just have to be careful then." I said. I realized that wearing white probably wasn't the best idea right now. For some reason, I didn't want anything to spill on me, even though I would probably never wear this dress, and hopefully any dress again. Though I had to admit, the fabric of the dress felt nice against my skin. I browsed the menu, looking for something that wouldn't be overtly saucy or cheesy.
"So do you know that me and Justine are half-Italian?" Alex said.
"Really?" Ashley asked, looking at me. "I thought you were Hispanic."
"We are." I stated knowing that wasn't the only thing we were half of. "Our mom's Hispanic and our dad's Italian."
"That must be interesting." Ashley said as the waiter came to take our orders.
""So what made you two wanna start working on comics?" Ashley asked.
"I've actually been a big fan of Captain Jim Bob Sherwood for a while." I explained.
"I was just thinking of a good way to use my art skills because paintings are kind of worthless if I'm not dead." Alex added. "So I found out Justine had entered the contest to become the new writer and I entered the contest to become the new artist."
"So you have been writing for a while?" Drake asked.
"Kind of." I remarked. "I've been working on a novel on and off for a while."
"What's it about?" Drake asked.
"Vampires." I said.
"You can't really go wrong with that." Ashley commented. "Everyone loves vampires. Just don't put any werewolves in it."
"I wasn't planning on it." I said. Alex didn't seem to react so I think she was starting to get over Mason. "I don't really like werewolves."
I had my not to.
"So is it another one of those stories where a human girl falls in love with a vampire?" Drake asked.
"Actually I was thinking the girl would be a vampire." I replied. "I think that would be a nice change of pace."
I think Alex realized I was writing about Juliet.
After our food arrived, Ashley spoke up. "So would it be okay if Alex and I went to see a movie after this?" She asked. "It would give the two of you some time alone too."
"How are you gonna get there?" I asked.
"I was thinking that we could take a cab." Alex said. "And I think it's a great idea. It would give you more time to get to know each other."
I shot Alex an 'I hate you' glare.
So after all of us were done eating, we looked to over to door. I noticed some sauce on Alex's face.
"Alex you have something on your face." I said.
"I'll get it." Ashley said. I expected her to grab a napkin but instead but leaned in and licked it off my sister's face and then proceeded to make out with her.
"Well that was disgusting." Drake commented. "But kind of hot."
"So I guess I'll see you when I get back to the room." I said awkwardly to Alex who was still playing tonsil hockey.
"So where do you wanna go now?" Drake asked.
"You're the one who's from here." I said. "Why don't you take me somewhere nice?"
"Well I could take you for a walk in the park." He suggested "Or maybe Ice Skating."
"You have ice skating in San Diego?" I asked in surprise.
"Yeah there's a rink by the beach." He said. "So do you wanna go?"
"I'm not exactly dressed for it." I said, motioning to the evening gown that I was wearing.
"Hmm why don't we go to my place first?" He said as I glanced at him. "Not for anything sexual I mean. I mean I've had some girls leave clothes at my house before."
I sighed and got into his car.
"Let me make it clear there will be no sex." I said.
"Okay got it." He said.
He took me to his house in the suburbs. I wasn't used to being there after living in the city all of my life. I know there were suburbs in New York but I had never been there.
"Are you impressed?" He asked.
"I was just taking in the suburbs. I've been a city girl all of my life." I replied. Obviously it wasn't true but it was believable. "So why do you have girls leaving clothes in your house?"
"I didn't have sex with all of them." He said. "A few of them left clothes when we had a hot tub."
He let me in and took me to his room. He went into his closet and pulled out a white blouse and black miniskirt.
"Why are they in your closet?" I asked.
"So my mom doesn't find out that I have them." He explained. "You never know when a girl is going to need some extra clothes. Case in point: this."
"So where's the bathroom?" I asked.
"Down the hall to the right." He replied.
I began to walk toward the door before I realized something.
"Do you have any bras in there by any chance?" I asked blushing.
"I have a few. Those get thrown on the stage all the time." Drake explained. "What size?"
"34C." I stated. I had made sure to check. He threw a black bra that was my size at me.
"You know that's gonna be the last time that you touch these clothes." I said.
"Yeah probably." He said as I entered the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, I reentered the room with a folded dress in my hands.
"So I guess we can go skating now." I said. "You know I've never been before."
"Really, that's surprising." He said.
"I'm not exactly graceful." I admitted. In honesty I had just never tried it but I could be clumsy at times.
I wasn't quite sure what the point of having an ice rink right next to the beach was but there it was. We entered the building and I instantly noticed it was a lot colder and my legs were uncovered. I rubbed my hands together to generate warmth.
"Here." Drake said as he drooped his sport coat over my shoulders.
"You know you're really a nice guy." I said as I began to put my skates on.
I found it easier than I had expected but I think Alex's coordination spell might have had something to do with it. I still had no idea what I was doing. It wasn't long before I did fall over. I pressed my legs together because I knew if I didn't, everyone in the rink would be able to see up my skirt.
"Need a hand?" Drake asked as he helped me up.
"Thanks." I said, blushing.
"So it looks like this was a bad idea." He said.
"Told you I've never been skating before." I remarked. "I have no idea what I'm doing out there."
"How about we sit down?" He suggested.
"Okay." I said as we took a seat on the bench.
"So what do you think?" He asked.
"Of the ice rink?" I asked.
"Of the date." He said.
"It's definitely been interesting. I've haven't exactly been on a date in a long time." I admitted.
"Well guess it's lucky for me that you haven't." Drake replied. "Now I don't have to worry about it being terrible."
I hit him in the arm and laughed.
"Anyway you're one of the most interesting girls that I've ever dated." He said.
"I guess I'm just not like other girls." I remarked. Other girls didn't used to be guys. Well except for Kelbo but I wasn't pretending to be a Spanish superstar.
"I want to try something." He said. "Tell me if you want me to stop."
I didn't know what he was doing until he closed his eyes and leaned into me. I don't know why but I also leaned in and our lips connected.
So it looks like the spell is starting to affect Justine mentally. She's enjoyiong the time that shw's spending with Drake probably more than she likes and Ashlex continue to be a cute couple.