Angel couldn't suppress her groan as Jonny excitedly jumped around next to her. She looked around the class and noticed two different reactions:
The guys looked excited as Jonny…
The girls looked about ready to kill him.
A sigh came from her as she called for attention. "Okay guys, Fernandez-sensei just gave me the maid costumes for the festival."
"YESSS!"
"GO PUT IT ON!"
"SHOW IT OFF BABY!"
"WOOHOO!"
The guys were cheering off the hook as Jonny lifted up one of the outfits in front of the class. Angel could practically see their pervert fantasies playing in their minds. It was disgusting.
"No way," Jane growled, "I'm not wearing that! It's too fucking short!"
"My boobs would pop out of those," Bia pouted earning hungry stares from the male homosapiens in the class.
"Don't worry my goddess of valleys! I made sure the Handicraft Club spent extra time to make your outfit fit you perfectly!" Jonny swooned.
"Angel, do something!" Jane screamed at her.
Angel rubbed her temples at the throbbing headache that was coming full on. "The festival is this Friday—which is the day after tomorrow—and there's nothing I can do about it. Just deal with it for a couple of hours and you can spend rest of the weekend burning it into ashes."
Jane kept her scowl as she slumped in her seat. "I'd be more satisfied if I can kill that bastard over there," she nodded her head towards the dumbass in front of the classroom.
"I wouldn't mind if you did," Angel nodded.
"Neh, why is my lovely Bushū-san angry?" Jonny cried out fake tears as he clung onto the maid outfit as if for dear life (and it just might be so for Jonny). "Do you not like this design? I made sure the right amount of skin would be visible for others to see!" he almost sounded proud…no, wait, he WAS proud!
"That's it! I'm going to kill him!" Jane jumped up from her seat but everyone quickly gathered and held onto the she-devil before she could reach the front of the classroom.
"EIK!" Jonny quickly hid behind Angel for safety.
Now she was standing in between the demon-possessed, second strongest girl of Japan and the stupid pervert behind her. "Jane, calm down! You can't kill him at school!"
"Then give him to me after school and I'll kill him then!" she shouted.
Angel rolled her eyes. "Fine, but do it somewhere far away from school. We don't want any suspicion from the authority." Jonny stared at the 'lovely Bushū-san' who just betrayed him.
"DEAL!" Jane nodded and she immediately sat back down as she started strategizing on ways to deliver the most slow and painful death.
"NO!" Jonny screamed as ran out of the classroom.
Once his screams disappeared down the hallway, Angel reached for the box and dropped it on top of a desk. "Well, I might as well pass this out. When you hear your name please come and grab you costume."
One by one the girls came to the front of the classroom as Angel handed them a white box that contained everything from their maid outfits to their heels to their stockings. Yup, Jonny didn't leave out any detail. The guys remained in their seats since they didn't have to do anything but prepare meals while the ladies served their customers.
"Don't forget to bring them on Friday," Jonny reminded the girls as she threw the empty box to one corner of the room to be taken back to the prop room for future usage. She looked around the classroom and noticed most of the girls were hiding their boxes away from the eyes and hands of hormonal boys while some of the girls were pulling out the content to not only see if it would fit them but to show them off to the boys. Cat calls were made when Clara accidently lifted up a garter belt.
"WHAT IS THIS?!" she squealed in fright.
Jane and Bia quickly went to her side to protect her from their male classmates who suddenly started to drool. "Don't mess with her," Bia threatened with a hard glare, "Or you'd have to face Montes-sensei."
Immediately the guys returned to their seats and started talking about the weather, laughing as if nothing happened.
But Clara was still mortified by the leathery object on her table.
"Man, I can't believe we even have to wear this," Jane scratched her hair in annoyance.
Angel went over to her group of friends and stood next to Clara, gently patting her back to calm her down. "Don't worry, I'm sure we don't have to wear all this. Just don't forget to wear a pair of shorts and a shirt underneath the outfit."
A groan of protest suddenly came from the guys—who were apparently eavesdropping—who quickly clamped their mouth and started whistling a random tune when Jane glared at them with 'death' written in her eyes.
Ding ding ding!
"Well, looks like that's the end of school," Angel announced to the class and everyone started packing up to leave. The entire week had been spent preparing for the festival so no actual studying has been going on. Angel grabbed her school bag that contained her costume and quickly left the classroom with her friends.
"Are you going to try out the outfit?" Bia asked the others.
"I-I don't know," Clara gulped, "No—Montes-sensei is visiting today so I guess not."
"Eh?" Bia elbowed the blushing girl with a knowing look, "This is the perfect time to try out the costume then. Don't you want to show it off in front of sensei?"
"NO!" she frantically shook her head. "I can't—I mean, um—"
"Aw, is Clara-chan blushing? Its okay if you want to since he's your fiancé and everything. It'd be even better if he had some sort of maid-fetish, which means you guys can take it with you on your honeymoon!"
"Stop teasing!" Clara pouted as Bia laughed.
"Geez, you sure know how to make the girl red," Jane smirked as she looked at Clara who was blushing the brightest red in the world.
"Clara."
The four girls looked up and Clara gasped when she aw her fiancé waiting for her in front of the school gates. "Noe-chan, what are you doing here?" She called him by his nickname without realizing it.
A white eyebrow rose as Clara stared at her. "Don't call me that anymore. And I'm here so I can go home with you. Your parents are expecting both of us, you know."
Clara looked down to hide her blush but Bia was not the type to let an opportunity pass.
"Aw, sensei you're too cute!" she squealed as she pinched Noel's cheek.
A clear vein appeared on his forehead. "Santos," he hissed through his clamped teeth, "Do you want me to assign you extra homework? Because you're obviously asking for it with the way you're disrespecting your teacher!"
But Bia only pulled on his cheek harder. "You should know by now your threats don't affect me," she laughed, "Besides, school's out and we're outside of the campus—" she pointed to the ground and they were all clearly a foot away from the school's gate, "—so you're technically not my sensei at the moment."
Something about her words brought a strange tingle in Angel's chest.
Swapping her annoying hand away, Noel grabbed Clara's hand and pulled her away from her friends. "Let's go Clara," he growled as he started dragging her away.
"Don't forget to use the costume!"Bia shouted after them, and further embarrassed them by adding, "And be gentle with her sensei! Remember, you guys are not married yet!"
"SHUT UP STOP!" Noel's yell came clearly from the other side of the street.
"I think you might have scarred them for life," Jane laughed.
"Montes-sensei was blushing really red," Angel chuckled, "Poor Clara."
"Ah, don't worry about them," Bia smirked, "Even though Clara acts all shy, she's a tough kid inside."
"Well, she has to be if she's getting married to Montes-sensei," Jane nodded.
"Which reminds me," Bia started as the three walked down the street, "When are they getting married?"
"After graduation," Angel replied.
"Yeah, but when? How long after graduation?" the strawberry-blonde asked again, "Aren't we going to be bridesmaids? Shouldn't we be planning her wedding?"
Jane rolled her eyes. "First of all, I'd rather not go if I have to wear a stupid pink fluffy dress; and second, I think their families are planning it so we don't have to do anything but be present."
"Hmph, I was looking forward to planning her wedding," Bia pouted.
Angel smiled at her friend. "Then let's just plan her bridal shower instead! I'm sure we can go over-the-top since we're not taking part in planning the wedding."
"Excellent idea Angel! I'll call Clara's parents and see when the exact date is for their wedding. Oh, this is getting exciting!" Bia squealed.
Angel and Jane laughed next to their busty friend as they continued their walk home.
As they continued their slow walk, Jane suddenly changed subject. "Oh yeah! Hey Angel," she looked at her friend, "Have you heard from Justin?"
At the mentioning of the red head, all merriment disappeared. Angel sighed as she shook her head. "No. I tried calling him but he's not picking up his phone. I called his guardians but apparently they don't know much either. He just left the house one day telling them he needed to go and get his head cleared. And a few nights ago they were faxed some papers to transfer him to another high school."
Justin shook her head in disappointment. "Too bad he left."
"Yeah," Bia agreed, "But what made him leave in the first place? Did he get into some kind of fight with Walker-sensei?"
Angel looked down, trying to avoid eye contact. Neither she nor Ichigo knew what was wrong with Justin, but she tried not bringing him up since Ichigo would get frustrated every time he thought about that red-haired student.
Several minutes later, Angel stopped at the end of the street and waved at her friends. "I'll see you guys tomorrow," she called out as her friends crossed the street.
"See ya Angel!" Jane saluted back.
"Bye bye!"Bia waved as she continued walking with Jane for another few blocks.
Once they were out of view, Angel quickly ran the rest of the way home, not even bothering to stop by Mark's store for a recharge of sweets. She could always stop by the next day, but right now she needed to go home and see if she can do anything about the cursed maid costume.
The moment she came up to the front door, she quickly unlocked it and went it. Kicking off her shoes, Angel quickly made her way to her…their bedroom and pulled out the box from her bag. How the fuck do you even put this on?
An Hour Later…
Angel looked at herself in the mirror and pouted.
Yes, the dress was completely ridiculous. It was too small and too lacy for her taste.
The costume was black, which fitted her body to show off her curves, cut to show off a good amount of whatever cleavage she had, and short enough that it showed off the garter belt located high on her thigh. If she doesn't wear a pair of shorts, it would be no different from flashing everyone wherever she went.
Angel pulled on the dress as she tried to lower the dress but it wouldn't budge.
"Stupid Lopez…" she growled.
From beyond the room, Angel heard the front door opening and closing. "Ichigo?" she called out to check.
"Yeah," he replied back. She heard him grunting in frustration as he pulled his shoes off and entered the apartment. " Angel? Where are you?"
"In the bedroom," she replied as she turned around to see the back part of the outfit. Damn, she could practically see her ass under all that lace.
"What are you—" The words stopped the moment Ichigo came to the door and saw Angel in the maid costume.