"Any blood today?" Doctor Reid asked from the hall, fixing his hair in the hall mirror.
"Nope, I'm spreading the bloody outfits out over a few weeks; trust me though… it'll be just as amazing."
"Why does that not make me feel any better?"
"Because you know me. Are you ready?"
"As I'll ever be." The adult sighed, turning to look at the bathroom door.
The door opened with a flourish and the teen walked out, striking a pose. The doctor dropped his jaw once more.
He had on a turquoise halter top that ended a bit above his belly button. A tiny black skirt that was skin tight and had a large blue and black bustle off of the back of it. Luckily "Puck" knew how to wear a skirt, so he positioned it so it was low on his hips so that nothing inappropriate showed. The space between the shirt and skirt showed the rainbow coloured feather belly ring. Turquoise leg wraps crisscrossed on his pale legs, which led the eyes down to the high heels that were clear and blue. Bright blue contacts were in his eyes, it was clear that they were glow in the dark, but they were still very vibrant. A necklace that had a pendant that looked like a Resin pill was around his neck. Goggles were resting on top of his head, blue lens in one of the sockets and a green one in the other. Three kandi cuffs were on his arms. One that was rainbow with black, one that was a pale rainbow, and the final one was a Poké Ball. To top it all off, a blue backpack was waiting just outside of the bathroom for him to grab.
"You're not easing them into it, are you?" The adult sighed, smile playing on his lips.
"Hey, I gave them three days of normal clothes." The teen said, picking up the backpack so he could go check himself out in the mirror.
"No, you gave them two days, and one of you looking like a Freddy Kruger victim."
"I don't think that's an accurate depiction."
The elder rolled his eyes and just walked to the front door.
"I'm calling it now; the school is going to call me about your outfit." Doctor Reid said, holding the door open for his cousin.
"And I'm calling it now that I'll be able to lawyer my way out of it, because I have been over the school rules ten times, and I am completely within the rights for boys clothes."
"Do you seriously want to be forced to adhere to the female dress code?" The doctor asked, as they walked down the hall to the stairs.
"No, I want everyone to have the same dress code. It's absolute bull shit that guys can run around with no shirt but girls get sent home for wearing stuff that shows off their stomach… how is that fair? Why is there even still a distinction between female and male dress codes? There should just be one… Equality should mean equality." The teenager ranted as they walked down the stairs.
"You know why there's a difference between the two."
"Yea, because apparently guys always get distracted by girls, but girls could never get distracted by boys. Let me tell you sir, I've only ever been distracted by what a girl was wearing if I wanted it."
"That's because everything's better in a straight world." The elder genius rolled his eyes, sarcasm showing blatantly.
"Obviously." The ex-prostitute rolled his eyes, shoving open the door that lead outside.
They both simultaneously rolled their eyes and huffed out a sigh of annoyance.
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"How are you able to walk?" Angela asked, her jaw dropping when she saw him.
"A true man knows how to walk in a skirt." He smiled at her.
She just laughed, looking at him still.
"Will you ever stop surprising me?" The mom asked through a smile.
"I don't think so." The teen shook his head, thinking about how he still managed to shock his cousin.
"Wow… you look… wow." Anderson said, dropping his backpack upon seeing his date.
"Keep it in your pants cutie, we have class." "Puck" smiled, loving the confidence that skimpy clothes gave him.
The goth blushed, picked up his backpack and went to the door.
"Bye mom, see you later." The youngest Richards smiled, kissing his mom on the cheek before taking Spencer's hand and walking to the car.
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"You know that someone is going to say something about what you're wearing." Anderson smiled, looking at the genius' partly clothed body.
"I know, but they can suck it. I have looked over the rules for boy's clothes more than anyone ever will believe, and I am perfectly within my rights. For the female one, of course I'm not… but for the male, you bet I am."
"Why do they even have different ones?"
"Because guys can't be distracting, their clothes don't do anything to females or males, but females make everyone not able to do anything beyond breathe… obviously." The elder teen rolled his eyes.
"I take it you're a feminist." The blonde smiled, hearing the annoyance in his tone.
"Proudly. What about you? Having two moms must have affected you in some way."
"Yea, I am, not as hardcore as my bio-mom, but still am. What about your cousin?"
"Not as hardcore but yea, He has gotten into some serious debates about certain things with people."
"But let me guess, nothing like what you've had."
"Got kicked out of a bar for chucking a full bottle at a guy that said that women oppose men more than men oppose women, and that they should get out of the senate and back in the kitchen. Literally within seconds of each other. Got a high five from three of the waitresses though."
"Wow… was he ok?"
"I have no idea… but I have a good arm so he probably had to go to the emergency room at least."
"Wow… remind me to tell you if anyone's mean." The goth laughed.
"You had better. Not my first time getting kicked out of a bar for that kind of thing though."
"Oh really?"
"Yup."
"What happened?"
"This guy said that all rape victims asked for it, he said, and I do quote "No one should blame the rapists, I mean, it's the girls faults, they should know better. As far as I'm concerned, they all ask for it." So I got up, took the chair I was sitting in and hit him over the back with it and told him all idiots deserve to be hit, that they asked for it. The owner of the bar escorted me out and said that I couldn't come back."
"Wow… holy crap… that's… wow…" The goth said, shock showing through blatantly.
"Like I said, German Sheppard. I'm truly passionate about only a few things, and if you say stuff like that, stuff that I am very aware hurts people, I'm not going to tolerate it." Spencer's tone was the most serious Anderson had ever heard it.
While the blonde was still a bit scared about the level of viciousness that his date had displayed, he did love that there was that passion. He knew that there would be no stupid jokes about rape that he didn't find funny, and no dumb questions about how having two moms worked from the young genius.
He knew that it would probably always scare him how violent the young male could be… but it also made him feel safer. He had firsthand witnessed the petite male make a very large football player bleed, yet it still didn't make him feel as creeped out as he assumed he should.
"Did I scare you?" "Puck" asked, poking Anderson in the cheek.
"No," The blonde said quickly. "Just, um, thinking."
"Don't think too hard, save it for school."
The younger teen laughed as they parked. They got out, intertwined their fingers, and began walking into the school. They ignored the people gawking just like the day previous. They were stopped quickly however, by a female teacher that stepped in their path with her hands on her hips.
"Ok, no. We let you have your fun yesterday, but we are not tolerating this outfit. You have to go home and change." She said angrily, lips pursed.
"There is nothing wrong with what I'm wearing. I can recite the boy's dress code to you, if you would like." The elder teen said calmly, looking up at her with an expression that said "game on".
"I will not be needing that, regardless of the rules your outfit is-"
"Puck" cut her off, expecting that response.
"'No male students are allowed to have their pants down in any way that their underwear is showing.'" He said, and then turned in a complete circle so that she saw his whole body. "No underwear showing. 'They may also not wear any provocative or drug related tops' mine says nothing and has no symbol. 'No hats that have anything inappropriate on them are to be worn' no hat is on my head or on my person. I can keep going if you would like… Ma'am." Spencer said, looking at her with the same calm tone in his voice.
"You know that that is not what we're talking about. You need to go change."
"If you can't see my cock" Everyone looked over because he said it very loudly. "What business is it of yours what I'm wearing?" He asked her, tilting his head to the side.
"Principal's office, now." She commanded, holding her arm out, pointing to it.
"As you wish." "Puck" smiled.
He then turned to Anderson, pecked him on the lips, and began talking to the office, waving flirtatiously back to his date. The blonde just laughed and waved back before heading to his class.
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"Spencer, you know I enjoy you being here but… you cannot wear something that revealing." The principal told him, sighing slightly.
"I see nothing wreong with what I'm wearing."
"I understand that, but still."
"Still what? I have looked over the boys dress code multiple times and made sure that this outfit did not break any of the rules. I apologize for taking up your time, but I don't believe that, based on your rules, that there is a legitimate reason for me to be here."
"We just think that your outfit may… distract some people."
"If you thought that that might happen, why not have a dress code that all students have to follow?"
"Because we… we…" The adult furrowed his brow, honestly thinking about that.
He thought for a good minute, and then looked at the teen.
"I have no idea."
"Exactly, so, I will gladly change my clothes as soon as the dress code that applies tells me I'm not wearing appropriate." "Puck" said, grabbing his back pack and standing up. "May I please go to class now?"
"Yes… but, there will be a memo going out later today that is for all genders, so please wear something that adheres tomorrow." The principal told him.
"But of course. Have a nice day sir."
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Anderson had to wait until lunch to ask Spencer what had happened. He asked once they were eating, the genius' head in the goth's lap, making sure his legs were crossed so no one could see up his skirt.
"So what happened?"
"There's going to be a memo that says everyone has to abide by the same dress code, and I have to dress more modest tomorrow. Other than that, nothing really happened." The ex-prostitute shrugged, before eating a carrot stick.
"Wow… you are a force to be reckoned with."
"That I am… Never forget it."
"I should sin to forget it." Anderson smiled down at the elder teen.
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Link to outfit on my profile.
Ok, so, I know that there may be some people getting mad about Reid, "Puck", and Anderson being feminists… but I don't care. I am a feminist, y'all can hate if you want. (But please don't say that boys can't be feminists, because I will get mad) Just letting it be known, hate if you want, but I'm not gunna change it.