Fittings! ((All boys in Drag show))

[Desmond Giuseppe]

Desmond never thought that he'd be so excited to be getting fitted for a dress. He'd always loved to design and sew them, but never did he think he'd actually get to wear one without seeming creepy! Desmond had a feeling he was going to be the only this excited. All the other boys seemed to be dreading this day.

Since there was no way in hell Desmond would be able to sew a bunch of dresses in time for the show he had made an arrangement with Madame Jasmine to rent some dresses and accessories for the show for free. In return all they had to do was advertise the hell out of her shop. Madame Jasmine had a bunch of Queens working for her in and out side the shop so she guaranteed the dressed would be ready in no time.

Desmond led the group of doomed looking boys to the front of the shop and turned to them and smiled. "We're here!" he announced.

[Tadhg Kelly]

Tadhg walked reluctantly into the fitting room. He really couldn't believe he'd allowed himself to be talked into this. Something about a secret meeting and Brooke emasculating him. . .he sighed and shook his head derisively.

"So we are," he said to Desmond who seemed delighted by the whole ordeal.

[vinnie]

Vinnie still couldn't believe that Desmond had some how talked him into this. He was going to be parading around in a dress, make up, and high heals. . . Good thing his father worked to much to actually know what was going on in Vinnie's life. At least he had his confused thoughts about girls to distract him. He still had no idea what to do about all the girls he had on his mind. Maybe wearing a dress would help him understand how girls think. Or maybe it would make him look like a big jackass.

Once they got to the shop Vinnie's dread mounted. "Woo Hoo." he said weakly.

[dylan]

Dylan entered the store with mixed emotions. He'd never been interested in dressing in drag before, but he was always up for new experiences. He looked around the shop with mild interest, wondering how he'd manage to pass off as a convincing chick with his broader shoulders and athletic build. . .ah well, he supposed that would be up to the designers. He smiled at Desmond's enthusiasm, and the straight guys' lack of it.

"Cheer up, this'll be fun," he assured them.

[Desmond Giuseppe]

"Yeah!" Desmond agreed with Dyan, whom he followed into the shop. "Silly straight boys don't know how fun this is going to be!" Desmond had to admit their lack of enthusiasm was bringing down his mood a bit, that and the fact that there was only four of them. It was a bit of a pitiful turn out, but Desmond had to remind himself that, gay or straight, there weren't many high school boys willing to put on a dress and parade around a stage. He'll just have to see who Zeke recruits from GW.

[nathan]

"I don't know what all the fuss is about," Nathan said, his musical lilt greeting the lot as he came in a few seconds after Desmond. "They're just a bunch o' dresses."

He surprised himself by being so bold, but he supposed it was thanks to his experiences over the past year. He'd gained a lot of self confidence since meeting Stuart and . . .the Irish equivalent of Michael. . .::coughs:: And he was tired of moping around over Stuart, he missed him, yes, but maybe it was time he started having a little fun in the States.

[vinnie]

Vinnie wished it was just a bunch of dresses. It was also close to social suicide! How was he ever going to get a girl friend if he was dress up like one! But still, it was for a good cause. Vinnie just had to keep reminding himself of that. He signed as he entered the shop and felt like he was entering a different world, a very gay one with glitter, feathers, and silk everywhere. It had to be the gayest place he'd ever been in his life. Not that he felt like there was anything wrong with that. He was all for embracing the culture. . . it was just going to take him some getting used to.

"So what do you think is my color guys?" said Vinnie jokingly. "I actually think I see myself in red. . ."

[Tadhg Kelly]

"I don't know. . ." Tadhg said with an air of one who was experienced in the ways of drag. "I think you might be onto something there. . .it really matches well with your peaches and cream complexion."

[Desmond Giuseppe]

"Oh come on now Tad!" said Desmond in mock outrage, "He clearly has an olive colored complexion, which would mean he'll look best in a deep green." Desmond reached over an picked Vinnie's cheek as he spoke. He loved having a straight friend he could do stuff like that to.

Suddenly, they heard a grand "HELLLOOOOO!!" from the back of the shop and Madame Jasmine came out from behind a red velvet curtain. For a gay man, Madame Jasmine made one hell of a woman; she was fishnet, bright pink pumps, and a black leather mini dress. Her face was heavily makeup-ed, but she was still able to keep it classy and she was wearing a bleach blond wig that almost looked natural if it wasn't for her black eye brows.

"Desmond dear!" she said, coming forward and taking Desmond's hands and giving him a kiss on each cheek. "I trust these are the boys I'm going to mold like putty into the most beautiful teenage drag Queens Pittsburgh has to offer!"

"Um yes, that would be them" said Desmond

((Feel free to post as Madame Jasmine, she's just your typical flamboyant drag Queen))

[Tadhg Kelly]

Tad, jokingly of course, made to leave at the words mold like clay in referring to him becoming a drag queen. He felt Dylan's hands latch onto his shoulders and turn him back around. Tad sighed in defeat before turning to smile apologetically at Madame Jasmine, realizing she might take offense instead of having a laugh.

Madame Jasmine placed a hand on her hip, and tutted at him.

"Don't you worry your pretty little head about a thing," she said to him. "When I'm through with you boys, you're going to be the belle of the ball."

[vinnie]

"oh. . . my god." said Vinnie slowly. "Tad . . . I'm scared." he whispered. He was truly frightened by Madame Jasmine's bizarre appearance. It wasn't every day that he say a full blown drag Queen. He didn't know what to expect as far as how the fittings were going to go. .

"And what do we have here?" said Madame Jasmine, rounding on Vinnie, "Oh, my my my my my! Aren't we the cutie! Oh, I just can't wait to have my hands all over you during fittings!"

Vinnie shuddered and took a step behind Dylan.

[dylan]

Dylan felt as thought he was being looked at as the protector, but looking at the dolled up drag queen he couldn't help but smile. He didn't think any of them would come out half as convincing or more subtle.

"All right let's not wimp out here," he said to them. "Let's all be mature young men and out on some dresses."

[Tadhg Kelly]

"All right, all right," Tad said, stepping forward. "I'll be the sacrificial lamb here. I'll try on the first dress."

He glanced around the shop and felt his sudden outburst of courage waver ever so slightly, but in a moment he was whisked away by Madame Jasmine to be measured.

[vicki]

"What a brave little trooper," came a voice from the doorway.

A dirty blond haired woman grinned at the gathering of boys. Vicki McGuire, the adviser for the GSA looked around at the drag queen's store, taking in the clothes with a pensive air. She wore a maroon v-neck dress shirt that tied at the back but under her bust, and a pair of slim jeans matched with black heals. She had her string of pearls around her neck -- a sort of trademark for her. Her wavy blond hair hung around her shoulders and over the frame of her glasses. She'd gotten herself all dolled up for the occasion.

"Well boys, I hope you're all ready and eager to get dressed up," she said, flashing a smile over at Madam Jasmine. "Wouldn't want to disappoint your fans now would you?"

[Desmond Giuseppe]

"Go Taddy go!" exclaimed Desmond, bouncing with glee. He was glad it had been one of the straight boys to step up first. It showed that they wouldn't pussy out on him when the time can for them to actually parade around in this dresses. Madame Jasmin seemed happy about it too. In fact, it seemed as thought she quickly developed a liking for Taddy; she was rubbing his shoulder every chance she got. Desmond couldn't help but giggle.

Then Miss McGuire came in. Desmond really liked the woman but every time he saw her he got the Lizzie McGuire theme song stuck in his head. . . .His sisters made him watching the show. . . shut up! Anyway, Miss McGuire showed up uncharacteristically late.

"Why, Miss McGuire!" said Desmond, "thank God you've arrived! For a minute there I was beginning to think that Prudence had condemned your soul and sent you to hell!"

[vicki]

((Ugh I purposely spelled it McGuire thinking Lizzie was Maguire.))

"Don't worry about that," she assured him. "I'm not so easily purged of my sins. Truth be told I didn't exactly budget my time wisely and well. . .the makeup and hair took a little longer than I expected. Of course it's all worth it to put up a good appearance for your guys' show."

She grinned and wiggled her fingers in a little farewell wave to Tad's retreating form. He was the newest of the members of GSA, but he was growing on her.

[vinnie]

"Dude, all the power to you." Vinnie said to Tad as he took the plunge and went first. Vinnie shuddered as he watching poor Tad get felt up by the horny drag queen. It made him wonder why he had agreed to do this in the first place. He hoped it wouldn't freak out Zanna; he hadn't told her he was going to be wearing a dress in the near future just yet. Of course they weren't official just yet either, but Vinnie was working on it.

Vinnie was just as glad as Desmond to see Miss McGuire; maybe she could protect him from being felt up by the drag queen. He knew it couldn't' be easy for Miss M to advise probably the most bizarre club in the school, and it wasn't because it was the GSA, it was just because each year they've had a president with some pretty radical ideas. This Drag Queen thing was just one of them. Vinnie had a lot of respect for Miss M for that.

"Miss McGuire," said Vinnie, "when it's my turn can you just, um, you know, make sure the nice drag queen doesn't grope me? Because I know these jerks will let it happen an laugh." He pointed at the rest of the boys.

[Tadhg Kelly]

Tad gave an awkward sort of chuckle at both Miss McGuire and Madam Jasmine's wandering hands. So long as they stayed above the belt, he was okay with it. . . He was secure enough to not be actually freaked out: he had a hot girlfriend that would be at the show anyway. He was only joking for the most part.

"I'll see you guys in a few minutes. . .I'll be a few testosterone levels lower. . ." he said before being almost thrust into the changing room.

[vicki]

"Oh," Vicki said in mock disappointment. "But getting groped is half the fun."

She smiled at him and folded her arms across her chest.

"Don't worry I'm sure if it makes you uncomfortable, Madam Jasmine won't ogle you shamelessly and touch you in an inappropriate way," she said.