BodyGuard (DNF)

Chapter 30: skirt

George POV.

Darryl turned to me and handed me a medium sized shirt and some long pants in a darker blue from over in the next group of uniforms.

"Your school only has cheerleader uniforms for girls," the employee explained, "the top seems fine for you and seems to cover everything but there are no long pants so I have to use some from St Brighton High School who have a similar colour scheme."

He passed them to me and pointed at some changing rooms nearby, "change" he instructed firmly.
I glanced at Clay who was still wearing an amused smirk before nodding meekly. Once I slipped into the changing room I glanced in the mirror as I pulled back the curtain.

Yes, you couldn't even get a decent door in this place. Still, I pulled my shirt off and looked at my skinny figure in the mirror before pulling the shirt over my head. I knew that no matter how long I wear this I'd never forget that it was part of a girls school uniform.
Then I kicked off my shoes lazily before changing pants and examining my image.

Overall, I looked somewhat decent, but still felt awkward wearing this. I took an extra long amount of time making little adjustments to my appearance. Just flicking my hair around or pulling my pants an inch higher to make them look 'more presentable' or any other reason I could think of to stall.

"Oh George." The blond cooed, causing me to send a sharp glare towards the thick curtain where his silhouette was faintly visible. "Come on, it can't take this long to change."
I sighed before pulling back the curtain and letting my eyes meet his. He examined my appearance for a moment before stepping to the side where Darryl was, the employee was holding some more pieces of uniform in the school colours. A jacket, shorts, and another shirt and pair of long pants.

"Looks good." Darryl said, his expert eyes only looking over my outfit for a few moments before looking away. "I grabbed some other stuff for school cheerleaders in case you wanted to try them on."
I nodded thanks before taking the shots and shutting the curtain to change.

Like the long dark blue pants, these shorts were designed for the male cheerleaders at St Brighton High School. But I couldn't help but think they were a bit short, as they only reached to a third of the way down my thigh. They were the same shade of blue as the pants and besides the short length they seemed good.
I took them off without bothering to show them and pulled back the curtain again.

Darryl finally passed me the jacket which was for female cheerleaders but also managed to fit my slim frame. I didn't bother leaving the room to change and just gingerly pulled it on, immediately getting engulfed in the jackets warmth. "That's mainly for practice's during the Winter." The employee explained to both me and Clay as I looked it over, and the blond admired it, in a mirror.

I felt thankful that we'd finished and was about to duck back into the changing room to get my clothes back in when Clay grabbed my shoulder with his hand to stop me from leaving. "Hey Darryl." He began, grabbing the employee's attention, "would you mind getting one more part of the uniform for George to try please."
"Uhhhh sure, what would you like?" He had questioning eyes the same colour as Clay's.
"Would you mind grabbing a skirt for him to try on?"

The employee raised an eyebrow at Clay, "I just want to see him in a skirt, it'll look funny... and hot." He mumbled the last half of the sentence and Darryl didn't seem to hear but I did and sent Clay a sharp look.

Either way, Darryl seemed confused by the suggestion but nodded nonetheless and walked off towards the row of school cheerleader uniforms.
Clay refused to let go of my shoulder so I couldn't get the chance to run off and get changed before he saw me in a skirt. The blonds hand was clamped tightly while still resting in my shoulder and he was resting his chin on the top of my head, ignoring my grumbling and attempts to push him off.

Soon the employee returned with a skirt. It was primarily white with a blue and yellow stripe around the skirts hem line. The moment that the clothing was in my hand the blond pushed me into the changing room and pulled the curtain shut eagerly, almost too eagerly.

I held the skirt against my waist and it fit, unsurprisingly as I have the body shape of a 15 year old after having too much plastic surgery. Don't ask where I've seen that but trust me, it's what I look like.
"Do I really have to try this on?" I yelled my question through the curtain, not trying to hide how annoyed I was at Clay making me do this.
"Yes!" The blond called back, and I could hear the employee trying to stifle a giggle.

Reluctantly I changed, once again taking as long as possible. I'd just finished pulling it on when Clay ripped back the curtain, clearly annoyed that I was taking so long. My hands dove in front of the skirt trying to cover the hideous clothing item but he swatted them away before dragging me into the main room. Although there was just the pair of men in the room it felt like there was a crowd, and that eyes were burning into my side from all directions.

"Do a spin Georgie. We need to see the whole thing before deciding whether to buy it or not."
I sighed before spinning unwillingly, my eyes meeting Clay's as I faced the mirror momentarily before finishing the 360° turn.
"Absolutely stunning." The blond said as he stepped over to me and rested his arm on my shoulder. "We should buy it Georgie."
Clay had barely finished his sentence when I replied with a quick but firm 'nope' and elbowed him in the ribs. This action caused both the blond and the employee to let out a small laugh as I turned and left to get changed.

By the time I'd returned Clay and Darryl were both at the front counter and Clay had just finished purchasing everything we needed. He gave a bright thanks to Darryl before grabbing my arm and pulling me to the Ferrari.

"That was a great shopping trip Georgie." He said cheerfully as we climbed into the car.
I sent him a glare and he looked back with a playful grin, "go fuck yourself blondie." I growled.
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