can.”
Britta and I walked out of the office. As soon as we were far enough away that I was sure Adam couldn’t hear us, I looked at Britta and said, “Did you see that look he gave when he said he wanted us ready in an hour?”
“Yeah, as if.”
“I know, right.” We separated to go to our quarters, and I was hoping we were on the same page. I was pretty sure her “as if” meant that she would be ready and that Adam was a jerk. At least, I hoped that was what it meant. The last thing I wanted to do was wait around for Princess Britta to show up.
* * *
I had no idea what to wear to a trendy goth vampire club. It seemed like I just needed to stick with normal nightclub wear, but in darker colors. Britta was going to look hot, so I had to step outside of my comfort zone on this one. I selected what I thought would work and asked someone from the administration to pick me up a few things as quickly as they could.
When I got out of the shower, the items I had requested were on my bed. I tied my hair up in a topknot style ponytail. It was a little sporty looking, but it kept my cheeks and neck exposed. I used some light makeup to make my cheeks look a little more severe and some pale pink lipstick to make me look slightly drained. With my naturally pale complexion, I thought the look really worked for what we were going for.
Black bra and panties, covered with a super tight black shirt. It was kind of conservative as far as clubbing went because it kept me covered, but the material was tight and sheen enough that it accentuated my small curves in all the right places. The long sleeves opened with some thumb holes, making the shirt almost a pair of gloves at the same time. The best part about it was the back; it basically had a reverse plunging neckline, so most of my back was exposed. To keep the look going, I added some light lacy fingerless black gloves and a black miniskirt. I finished off the whole look with a silver belt that hung lower on one side than the other and a silver necklace.
Did I forget to mention I was rocking some black fishnets and some leather steel-toed boots? I was a goth vampire overlord, every nerd’s wet dream. I couldn’t help but think that I hoped it was enough to make me not fade into the background next to Britta. I never really showed off, so I may as well do it when it’s part of a mission. Most of my time was spent fighting and working out, and as much as I was sure the boys loved my tight leggings, it felt good to try something different. The outfit was hot and it made me feel good, not to mention it was all loose enough or short enough that I could fight in it if I had to.
It was time to meet up with Britta. It wasn’t a competition, but I was pretty sure she couldn’t top my look. As soon as I stepped out of my door, I wasn’t so sure. Britta stood in front of me, and she was rocking a no-frills little black dress. Everything about it was trying to minimize her curves. It was short, but not so short that if she bent over it would reveal too much. She had a simple silver chain around her neck, and her hair was tied back with a pair of black chopsticks. We had the same taste in fishnets apparently, but hers tucked into a pair of high heeled boots that laced up to her knees. She wore some black lipstick, and her normal dark hair kept the look intact.
I couldn’t help myself. “Girl, you look fantastic.”
“I almost wasn’t sure it was you when you came out. April, you look amazing!” Britta gushed. It really was hard not to like her.
“Well, let’s get to this club before I change my mind.”
“Let’s.” She wrapped her arm around mine and started to lead me down to the portal we were taking. Her good mood was infectious, and by the time we reached the portal, we were almost skipping along. When we got there, the man waiting to activate it gave us a look, and we broke out giggling. He shook his head and opened the door for us. I thanked our lucky stars that it