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3. Daniel is stoopid

Zach

"I can't believe you've done this" I hissed at Daniel, a look of genuine betrayal on my face. I was laying on my bed in my boxers, covering my face with my pillow. Daniel had driven over to my house to pick me up before school as he does every single day, except today he came an hour early and woke me up so he could get me ready. It turns out he wasn't joking when he said he wanted me to dress to impress.

"Get out of bed you lazy fucker, I didn't come over here for nothing!" Daniel yelled as he pulled me off the bed by my foot. I winced as I hit my bedroom floor. "Alright, I'm up, just stop assaulting me" I begged as I sat up. Daniel helped me stand and I walked into my bathroom to have a quick shower.
In the meantime, Daniel rifled through all the clothes I owned and selected an outfit for me.

I wrapped a towel around my waist as I opened my bathroom door, seeing Daniel patiently sitting on my bed, all excited to dress me like some sort of barbie. He sprung up and grabbed the shirt he had taken out of my closet. It was a basic button up shirt, so I hoped that he was going with a tame look.

He put the shirt on me and started doing the buttons up, but left the top ones undone. "Daniel, too much of my chest is on show, I feel like my nipples are gonna pop out" I whined. Daniel compromised and buttoned up one more button.

"Before we get to the second half of the actual outfit I have something for you. You're not allowed to get mad at me or throw at it me though, ok?" He questioned skeptically. I raised my eyebrows at him as he retrieved a small bag. "Don't look inside until I say you can" he instructed, handing the bag to me. As soon as it was in my hands he ran to take shelter.

"Ok, you can open it" he yelled from the corner of the room. I looked inside the bag and pulled out something I never expected to be receiving. There was no other way to put it; Daniel Seavey had bought me a thong.

"No" I stated, throwing it on my bed. "I'm not doing it" I insisted. Daniel grabbed the thong and walked over to me. "C'mon Zach, pleeeaaaassseeee?" He begged. He quivered his bottom lip as he looked up at me with puppy dog eyes. "I didn't buy it to make you look more sexy, it's to make you feel more sexy" he said, smirking. "Come on Zach, no ones even gonna see it. I bought it especially for you" he complained.

I sighed, giving in. If I didn't let Daniel have his way he'd go on about it for the rest of our lives. Besides, no one would know. I slipped it on under my towel and was finally able to take it off from around my waist. I felt exposed in the uncomfortable underwear. "Daniel, I don't like it. It's going up my ass!"

Daniel rolled his eyes. "That's the point, idiot!" He went back to my bed where the rest of my outfit was. "Anyways..." he continued. "You should wear these because they show of your ass perfectly" he commented, holding up a pair of tight black skinny jeans. I looked at him with a dull expression.

"Ugh stop being such a stubborn hoe and just put them on so I don't have to see your cute little ass any longer." Daniel threw the jeans to me and I slipped them on with a little difficulty. "Great, can we go now?" I asked. Daniel let out a small laugh. "Not until I've done your hair and picked out the perfect jacket" he replied, sitting me down. "I can even do you a tiny bit of light makeup if you want, no one will ever know" he whispered into my ear like he was sharing a secret.

"This may shock you but I think I'll pass" I retorted sarcastically. He sighed and started attending to my hair. "Whatever..." Daniel hummed as he finished styling my hair with a bit of product.

I looked into my mirror and turned to Daniel with a confused expression. "This is how I style my hair every day" I pointed out. "I know" Daniel replied. "And you look hot every day" he complimented with a smile. I smiled back at him and brought him in to a hug. "I know I'm being an asshole about all of this - cause it is actually stupid - but it's still cute that you care so much" I mumbled against his shoulder.

"Appreciate my work, Herron. You'll be turning heads today."