"Don't you have anything with more fabric?" Roanna asked. The pair had arrived at Stephanie's house deep within the shopping district after grabbing a quick bite to eat at North Shore, Stephanie's treat. Roanna was currently going through Stephanie's closet trying to find [i]something[/i] to wear that didn't make her feel half-naked.

"Hey, I offered to take you shopping a week ago when I went to go get my [url=http://www.fashiontop.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/03/Sexy-black-club-dress-2013.jpg]dress[/url]." Stephanie said sitting on the edge of her bed and adjusting her earrings before pulling up her black strapped shoes.

"A week ago I wasn't going." Roanna grumbled, tossing aside a bright red dress.

"Try that blue one..." Stephanie said getting up off of the bed and pointing to a deep blue dress from over Roanna's shoulder. Roanna grabbed it off of the hook and slipped into the dress, having some help from Stephanie with the zipper in the back and making sure the shoulder straps were where they were supposed to be. Stephanie then took a step back to admire her friend and gave out a low cat-call whistle.

"You look hot!" Stephanie grinned, taking Roanna's hand and moving her over to the full-length mirror for Roanna to check on how the [url=http://www.fashionyale.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/cute_short_dresses_for_homecoming.jpg]dress[/url] looked on her. Roanna frowned, the color was alright, but it was just too huggy in her opinion.

"Oh stop, you're supposed to have an ass!" Stephanie said noting the look on her friends face. "You want to get Cal's attention right?"

Roanna shook her head.

"No, not really."

"Liar."

The duo had arrived to the dance a little late which was nothing new for Stephanie, and Roanna didn't particularly mind. The only reason she was coming to this thing was moral support for her small group of friends who also didn't have dates, not to mention she couldn't pass up an opportunity to see Stephanie getting rejected by someone she wanted to dance with. Like that would ever happen.

Stephanie immediately took to the dance floor, finding one of her little 'boy toys' which left Roanna to slink into the back of the room to stand against the wall watching everyone have a good time. Throughout the evening, a few boys she was somewhat familiar had approached her and asked to dance, but she politely declined, telling them all the same excuse that she had sprained her ankle which seemed to work since none of them asked her to dance again.

"Roa-nna Sa-nne!" A male voice cut through the gym's music reaching Roanna's ear, making her flesh crawl.

"Jakob..." Roanna said through clenched teeth as the heavy jock approached her with a twisted smile on his face. Jakob put his hand on the brick wall behind Roanna, seemingly trying to make it so she couldn't just run off.

"How about a dance Roanna? You owe me one remember? 8th grade Valentines day dance? You said in a couple years. Well guess what babe, it's time." Jakob said with a chuckle.

"Drop dead Jake." Roanna said ducking underneath his arm and moved across the dance floor, maneuvering between the slow-dancing couples with her eyes glued on the gym's doors that lead out into the hall. Unfortunately, Jakob was following her. Once out in the hallway, Roanna felt as if she could breath for the first time,and it wasn't because of the tightness on her dress. There were just so many people in the gym, and Roanna wasn't exactly a people-person.

"Oh c'mon babe, just one dance. It ain't gonna kill ya." Jakob said coming through the doors, finding Roanna alone in the hallway.

Roanna turned around hotly to Jakob, about to lay into him about personal space when she saw what looked like a group of masked men entering the gym. As far as she knew, the school hadn't been able to hire any live entertainment...so who were these guys? And then it hit her, like a ton of bricks. The school was in trouble, and Jakob kept blabbing his mouth.

"SHUT UP!" Roanna hissed in a whisper, pushing Jakob against the wall and pressed herself flat against the wall too in order to not be discovered.

"Don't tell me what to do bitch! I said I want a dance!" Jakob said loudly.

"JAKE! QUIET!"

"Hey, you two, in the gym now." A voice called from directly behind Roanna. There was a familiar click of a gun being cocked and Roanna turned around slowly practically staring down the barrel of a standard pistol. Finally, Jakob seemed to realize what was going on.

"Oh please! Please don't shoot! I'll go, I'll do whatever you say I promise! Shoot her, she's a bitch anyway..." Jakob blabbered on and on like an idiot, his lower lip quivering on the verge of busting out into tears. Roanna had to roll her eyes a bit.

"Tough until it matters aren't you Jake?" Roanna grumbled.

Suddenly, there was a loud crashing sound as a car barreled itself into the school, causing just the moment of distraction Roanna needed. Reacting quickly, Roanna jumped the gunman, wrenching the gun from his hand, kneeing him in the groin and then delivering a punch to the exposed part of the man's neck. Roanna watched as both the gunman and Jakob passed out in succession and shook her head.

Now, if she was going to go around playing hero tonight, she certainly couldn't do it in this dress.

Hunching over the gunman, she stripped him of his mask, pants and shirt and quickly swapped her dress for his clothes. They were incredible baggy on her, and the finishing touch of the turtle mask didn't help matters as she not only looked just like one of them, but a male as well.

"Can't afford to be picky Ro." Roanna said taking the gun from the ground. She emptied the clip, making sure there wasn't a single bullet left inside and gripped onto it. If she was going to pretend to be one of them, it had to be convincing. Taking a deep breath, she then headed back into the gym.