Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Time seems to lose meaning as I get lost in watching the liquid move around in my body. Each time the liquid completes the outline, I feel a slight pulse of energy gathering in my body and the liquid seems to grow slightly in volume each time. It isn’t until I feel a bump against my body that I pull myself out of the state I was in and return to the land of the living. It takes me a few seconds to register what is going on around me and that my phone is currently ringing. I pick up my phone and see that it is Flannery calling me. I answer the call, putting it on speaker and placing it upright on the desk so I can hear it better as I start getting out of bed.

“Mornin’ Flannery.”

“Morning? It’s nearly noon you know! Bea and I are wondering where you are.”

I tilt my head to the side slightly. “What do you mean it’s almost noon? I just woke up.” I ask in confusion as I take a moment to stretch a little to loosen my muscles. I suddenly hear Flannery start choking as if she swallowed something wrong. “Are you okay?”

“F-Frost, you turned on a video call...” I hear her mumble something about complaining but I don’t quite catch everything she says. I freeze slightly as my mind registers what she just said and I robotically look down and see that I am still very much naked. As I turn my head slowly towards the phone, I notice she can see everything. I make eye contact with her through the phone and notice her blush but she isn’t looking away which causes me to turn completely red down to my shoulders as I rush over and turn off the video portion of the call.

“S-sorry, I didn’t mean to...” I quietly say after making sure the video is off.

“Ahem, well at least I wasn’t in public and it was me calling instead of some guy. Just be careful okay?” Flannery chides me lightly but adds in a quiet voice I nearly miss, “Not like I didn’t enjoy the view.”

That just makes me flush even harder as the room suddenly feels much warmer than it did previously. “I’ll keep that in mind” I mutter, not sure what part I meant that towards.

“A-anyways, how about getting dressed and joining us for lunch. No need for you to stay in your room all day before your match.”

“I will meet you girls in the lobby in about ten minutes.” I tell her as I hang up the phone. Once I am sure the call ended I sink to the floor feeling equal parts mortified and something else that I couldn’t quite place at the fact that I just had my body seen by someone else. “How am I going to face her later...” I whisper ashamedly to myself.

It takes me a moment to calm down and finally stand back up. I quickly go about taking a cold shower, which cools my flushed body, and then getting dressed. As I get dressed, I notice a notification blinking in the corner of my eye and focus on it.

The two guys look at me and nod when I enter, one of them goes back to what he was doing but the other stares at me longer. I can feel his eyes rake over my body in an unpleasant way and it makes me feel rather disgusted. I give the guy a cold glare that causes him to recoil slightly when he sees my eyes. Looking away from the guy and giving him a cold shoulder as I hear him start to say something and I spot a woman’s bathroom on one wall and quickly disappear into it to get away from the creep.

Once I close the door, I take a deep breath to get rid of the goosebumps that appeared on my skin from the revulsion I felt from that guy’s look. I notice that it is a simple bathroom room, like you would find at home, so I lock the door and head over to the sink where I pull out my outfit and makeup. I quickly take off the skimpy pieces of fabric that I have to call clothes until I can find something else, and take a look at the dress to figure out how to put it on.

I can’t seem to find any buttons, zippers or laces so I shrug and start tugging on it and I found the fabric is like latex or spandex and stretches much more than it looks like it should so I step into it as I pull at the neck of the dress. Once it is around my waist, I slip my arms into the glove like sleeves and finish pulling it up the rest of the way. The neck of the dress fits loosely around my neck but the rest of the fabric clings to my body like a second skin, accentuating every curve I have.

I pull on the heeled boots that make me stand just a few centimeters taller and take a look at myself in the mirror. The whites and blues of the outfit make the blue of my hair and eyes stand out even more. Taking a look at my ponytail, I frown as it doesn’t fit the look of the dress so I take the time to change to a waterfall crown braid hairstyle. I give myself another look before doing some light makeup and giving my eyes the cat’s eye treatment to make my eyes pop even more. Once finished, I pack everything back into my bag and strap it to my thigh under the dress where I can still access my pokeballs that are attached to it.

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I take a deep breath and stand up straight, with my shoulders square and tilt my chin up slightly as I step out of the bathroom, transformed into a valiant knight or warrior queen. As I enter the room again, I can feel two pairs of eyes on me again but the room goes completely silent. I take a glance around and see that the girl has left for her match and there are only the two guys left in the room. The sound of my footsteps echo loudly in the room as I walk over to a nearby seat and sit down elegantly with my back straight and hands placed in my lap, watching the door as I wait for my match.

“Dude, is that the same chick that came in just a moment ago?” I hear one of the guys quietly ask the other.

“It has to be, no one else came in since she did.”

“Dude, what walked in was a bimbo that hardly wore anything. What came out of that bathroom...” The guy prolongs the sentence, not finishing what he was saying. “Think I can ask her to step on me?”

“Brother, if she walked in here like that I would have been on my knees calling her Mommy.” The other guy mutters quietly.

I turn away from them and tune out their discussion with a slight sneer on my face. Boys can be such pigs at times. I relax my face, letting it go impassive and I zone out while I wait for my match. Forty minutes quickly pass by until I hear my name called from the door I was staring at. I slowly stand up and walk out the door and into a long hallway where I can hear the sound of the crowd waiting for me and so I take the first step on my path.