Regina George Revenge Outfit Novels & Stories

I pulled out the absolute and completely un-disputed weapon of mass destruction. It was an stunning, incredibly deep emerald green silk dress. It was cut drastically shorter than anything I would ever, dare to entirely wear to the corporate office. It was designed to entirely stop a solid four inches above my bare knees. It hugged every single, solitary curve of my hips and completely, aggressively exposed my collarbones and shoulders. It was an absolutely dangerous, completely lethal dress. It was an entirely undeniable revenge dress. It was a dress actively meant to completely, entirely obliterate the memory of ever being called a cheap, completely forgettable pit stop.

It felt like a thick, metallic needle stabbing brutally into my cheeks, my nose, my chin… “So, you think your skin’s better than mine, huh? Is that why George is always pampering you? Well, let’s see how pretty you are after this! I’ll ruin your face, every inch of it! Let’s see how you can steal him from me!” I could feel that my face was completely shredded. Even the slightest twitch sent waves of agony through my body, but I could not see anything anymore. “George is mine, you filthy little homewrecker! Pretending to be me to get close to him? Dream on!” With that, she grabbed a pair of garden shears from the ground. “Trying to copy my style by wearing cheap knock-offs, huh? Pathetic! All

Anger and hurt that he didn't trust me to do this on my own. “Why are you here, Ian?” I asked, tossing the covers away and swinging my feet to the ground. “I’m also very curious about that, Ian Perèl.” Kaiden intoned. I ignored him, my gaze stayed on my best friend in front of him. Ian’s eyes perused my body and it darkened. Confused, I stared down to find myself dressed in a ln oversized dress shirt. It smelt suspiciously like the insufferable Alpha behind me.

"Regina? what are you doing here?" "I came here as miss Anderson, The daughter of the prime minister. Stein Anderson." She said proudly. Her fashion sense was still the same, she wore a sleeveless long golden gown and a white fur coat on her shoulders. "Being the daughter of the president doesn't change my perception of you." Henry retorted. He then noticed a very similar necklace to that Kim's. The same necklace Kim inherited from her mother. He remembered she told him only her mother owned the particular design. The one at the boutique wasn't as original as the one on Regina's neck.

George, "You think! I can hear her voice till here and you think she is drunk, but wait a second, Cristill what are you wearing now?" No, Regina told me that if I don't wear clothes like her I will never get a friend, but am I looking odd in it? George, "Will I tell the truth, you are looking very good which can't be understood today morning. Um! you need to wear those clothes for getting friends." I questioned, "But , George why are you staring at me like that? George doesn't reply, but he continued to stare." Is he checking me out? I felt awkward that I rushed to my room. Why easy he watching me like that?

Well she’s not actually a harpy but she’s a fucking fairy and honestly that’s so much worse ! Pain radiates up my back but I ignore it and scramble back to my room to get dressed. I settle on a red summer dress from the haul Leah got me. It’s got little sleeves that go about 6 inches past the shoulder and it sits just above the knee. Converse thrown on and hair in a bun it looks cute but also looks professional so Geoff shouldn’t have too much to say.

"Did you knock your head on your way here?" "No but I will soon knock your head for this mess. You know that we are just having dinner then why do you have to look for dresses like a mad woman." sighing she went inside the closet and brought a black short sleeve Mikado dress and gave it to me. "Melissa said we had to dress well and I will not leave this room if you won't wear that." she said stubbornly. But what was wrong with my jumpsuit, it had an elegant touch to it and could pass for a 'well-dressed dinner'.

Ansif said before climbing the last two steps . The view he got after climbing the whole mountain was not so good for him , the dresses of the girls have resigned their job . Simran wearing a cream shirt paired with jeans looks naked from the top , the situation of the other three were similar too .The only relief in them was Riya who wore a black shirt paired with jeans . “Damn!” Feroze said as soon as his eyes fell on his wife who was dancing in the rain not caring about her see through attire . Seeing the other girl’s situation both men turned their head to opposite direction . Hearing Simran's giggle , Ansif said “Enough of the childishness”

They never like starting the new year in malice with anyone, they use this as an opportunity to let go of the past or try to. Reign wore a white dress, with a split at the side with silver heels. Her hair was done in a bun to the back of her head. William wore his slim fit black jacket suit with his fade curled. All three of three of the guys wore the same suit but with different button front shirts under their blazers. They wore the colour that matched their dates' dresses. Kylie was in a green dress while Chleo rocked a red dress, both of them had a split to the side.

Jone Jackson POV "Look at this leather riding vest," Rebbie Hale says, her fingers smoothing down the tailored black hide as it hugs Jone’s broad, muscular shoulders. "I took off the heavy armor plating and extended the back train so it sweeps down your thighs like an elite warrior's tunic. Wearing it feels entirely different for this ceremony. It is the same basic ceremonial cut, but today, you actually look like a true royal omega mate."