He shut the door behind him and laughed quietly.
"I swear this isn't some sort of weird fetish thing." He started laughing louder.
I looked at the little black mini skirt an under the bust corset and a top with long, puffy sleeves. He handed me a pair of pink and black striped stockings
"Are you kidding?"
"No, you're coming to the dance with me, in that. Oh, and the heels are in your room, and you have to do your hair and make-up."
Never lose a bet to Matt. Ever.
"Matt… I can't wear this."
"You lost the bet. Try it on, funny thing is that I took a picture of you to a women's shop and she said it'd look good on you. She suggested you try one of those water bra things though, since you're rather flat-chested for a fourteen year old girl." He smirked.
"You just wanna see me in drag so you can pretend you're not gay."
"I'm not gay, actually. I'm allowed to wonder. If I'm gay, then you are too for what you said last week."
"That's what you say when you buy me a skirt and stilettos. I'm waiting for you to pull out a thong or something."
"Don't tempt me. Now try them on. You'll look like an idiot on the night if they don't fit."
I reluctantly removed my shirt.
"I hate you. So much."
Matt giggled in response as I slid off my pants and pulled on the stockings. I added the shirt, the corset and the skirt with a scowl on my face like no other I had given him before.
"Here, your heels." He passed me a pair of boots with five inch heels
"How am I meant to walk in those?!" I exclaimed loudly. Without even listening to me, he took them out of my hands and grabbed my foot. "Matt, seriously, how am I meant to walk?"
"Relax, it's not like they're narrow heels." He undid the boot and put it on my foot.
"You are an asshole."
"Awh, does that mean I get no pics of you in sexy poses in the outfit?" He smirked, putting on the second boot and zipping them up.
"I hate you so much."
"Now show me your strut." He said, laughing loudly.
"You're kidding."
"No. Come on."
I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"And I have to do this at the dance?"
"Yeah, pretty much. Go, from one side of the room to the other five times."
I stepped out with my right foot and pushed my hips out when I walked, ignoring Matt giggling away at me as I turned around, only shaking a little on the heels.
"I won't forget about that list." I hissed as I walked back past him, swinging my hips when I walked.
"I won't either." He replied. Okay, that was kinda creepy. "Come on, back and forward another two times."
I finished my fourth lap of the room, not shaking on the high heels when I turned for my last walk across the room when the door opened.
"Mello, Roger needs… that's an interesting look you got going there." I recognised the annoying voice instantly. Why Near? Of all people, Near. I was going to get Matt back for this.
"Tell anyone and you're dead, and I'll throw out all your Barbie dolls." I replied quickly.
"Well, it looks like there's a new Barbie doll here."
"Shut up. What do you want?"
"Roger needs to talk to Matt about something."
"Ooh, that means you can practice your hair and make-up." Matt interrupted.
"He doesn't seem too happy." Near continued.
"Oh, shit… must be about spending my allowance on women's clothes. Be back later, Melly."
And he ditched, leaving Near standing in the doorway with a small smirk.
"So do we call you Melanie now?"
"Shut up."
"I was just making a simple inquiry, besides, that's pretty much Matt's nickname for you, isn't it?"
"You can't tell anyone. I mean it."
"Oh, I won't, as long as you tell me what the outfit's for."
"I lost a bet to Matt, and now I have to go to that dance in… this." I sat down in front of my desk and pulled my mirror out "How the hell do you do make-up?"
"How would I know?"
"Well you're like a little girl, of course you'd know."
"Pity that I don't care what you think, isn't it." He replied in almost a complete monotone, curling his white blonde hair around his finger.
"You're not L. Stop trying to mimic his voice."
"You're not L, stop trying to mimic his eating habits."
"I like chocolate. He'll eat anything with sugar. Difference."
"And I'll definitely make sure a picture gets sent over to him. Give him something funny to look at to take a break from the Kira investigation. I'll have to remember to ask Matt, because I don't think I have time to go to such things."
"Stop being such a tight ass and just go. I'll even buy you a damn ticket."
"I would've thought you wouldn't want me to go and lessen the amount of people that see you all dressed up. I can't say that me coming would help."
"You've already seen me, and I don't care." I tied my hair in little pigtails at the sides of my head.
"That's not like you at all. I would've expected you to keep me away."
"I bet I look hotter than you on the night."
"That, however, is like you. I'll take my leave now so you can…" He paused and smirked, "Accessorise"