mutated

chapter twenty four: no, karyn, your legs don't look fat

"Oh my god, I am so fat," Karyn said, looking in the mirror as she pulled on her dress, and she looked at her legs. "Look at my legs. They look like pig legs!"

"Your legs aren't fat, Karyn. Stop complaining about them." Meredith grumbled as she combed her long dark hair. She wore a similar dress, but hers was definitely designed for someone of a taller and slimmer stature.

"You shouldn't get a say, you have such a nice figure," Abby added at the side, peering at the mirror as she put on some light mascara on her lower lashes. "You're so tall, and have such nice long legs."

"Are you guys seriously having this conversation?" I asked, tugging on a pair of black heels, before slipping a few knives into thigh sheaves, concealed by my dress, and clipping a few others to the inside of my dress. They gave me a strange look, and I shrugged. "I'm paranoid as fück, don't mind me. And Abby, you're tall as well! Look at me! I need a pair of heeled boots to be the same height, and I'm not actually same height yet!"

"You'll grow." Karyn said, before looking grumpily at her legs. "But I'm going to stay fat forever. Fat and short. Like a pig."

"Pigs are one of the smartest animals in the world," I noted, walking across the room to pick up a brown handbag filled with an assortment of my hidden weapons. "But guys, please, chill. We've all just got promoted to a higher rank, and it's Valentines Day! Live a little. None of the guys are going to walk around staring at your legs."

"They might, they're all pervs," muttered Abby as she walked to the curler, and Karyn joined her, before starting to help her curl her hair. 

"Only some of them. You know, I caught Ryan Yip staring at my ass a few days ago? And he didn't even bother to make it look like he wasn't!" I complained, checking the little bag for all my equipment. "I gave him a nice kick in the face after that. Go stare at another girl's ass, not mine."

"I know right? I checked the memories of our school clones, and I saw Ryan Yip staring at Ms Shield's butt when she was showing us the jumps for parkour. Honestly, his nerve! He's such a perv, I'm not sure I want to be in the same room as him." Abby scoffed. "They're all retards anyways. I love my cat more than all of the boys in the world."

"Kit Kat's a boy!" Meredith called as she fixed her dress in the mirror and Abby rolled her eyes.

"Who cares, he's my foofy baby."

"What about Chase?" I said with a smile, fluffing up my hair and trying to get all the knots out of my wavy hair. "You two had a pretty heated argument on Christmas."

"How'd you hear that?"

"I'm telepathic, and I was nosy as fück before that."

"Do you guys honestly don't care if your legs are fat? I'm getting fatter, even with all of this training. It's making my legs muscly, not slim. I want slim legs, not fücking muscly legs. Why do I have such weird legs? Why can't they be slim and have muscle? Like yours?"

"Maybe if you stop staring at your legs you'll forget that they're fat," Lia complained, wearing the same dress. "Why are we being forced to have a Valentines Day party?"

"Stop being stressed out, blah blah blah," Meredith grumbled. "Well sorry, people! I am stressed!"

Karyn was now getting her hair straightened, while Abby began fixing her dress, which was a maroon color, unlike Karyn's bright dress. I brushed off hair from my own dress and glanced at the rest of the girls who were getting ready for the party. We're thirteen. Why do we have parties?

"You have nice legs! You have no reason to be stressed!"

"Please, just shut up about legs!" Camellia added from the doorframe. We had converted the spare bedroom on our floor into a dressing room for all the girls, and most of the girls had already gone down. I was waiting for Camellia to finish using the toilet, while the other four girls were still busy.