Veronica Sawyer Heathers Costume Novels & Stories

He started seeing how eager they were to leave. Hakeem's observation suddenly made them realize how oblivious they were to their dressing. The uniform for Ketu high's girls was a white shirt, a deep red checkered skirt, and a tie topped with a black blazer. Veronica and Grace looked at each other with stupid expressions on their faces, wondering why they didn't think of how stupid it was running around with a dead body in their uniform. "He's right, we have to change. Come on." Veronica said and started to the stairs.

How wrong we were, to think that Veronica wouldn't catch on our plans and this was the outcome. "Now, now." Veronica's voice boomed in the grand hall. She was seated on her throne and what? She even had make-up on, the black lipstick she wore making her potray who she really is. She had on the crown of the Queen of Cosmos and a dark blue gown with a cream coloured ceremonial robe. What the fuck was she celebrating?

Chapter 2. Camryn. I woke up to the loud sound of Heather's blow dryer. I groaned as, I pulled a pillow over my head. "Can you turn that down?" Heather didn’t even look at me. “We have class in thirty minutes,” she said, casually styling her already perfect hair in front of the mirror. She was fully dressed in the academy uniform flawlessly, of course. A red pleated skirt, a crisp white shirt and a red-and-grey striped vest that somehow looked like it was made just for her.

"That same man who disappeared for ten years? That is the one you want to have with you?" “I want someone who doesn’t bleed every time the world breathes wrong.” That was when I heard her. The heels first—always those fucking heels. Veronica She walked in through the side door, wearing a form-fitting ivory pantsuit that shone against her olive-colored skin, black hair elegantly braided into a compact bun, and lipstick painted a bold mauve. She moved across the room as if it were hers. "You've broken this family, Ethan," she whispered. "And now you ask to be congratulated for simply having survived?"

I’m too excited to wait up here, I want to meet him downstairs and serve him his dinner that was prepared by Rachel and Norah, the two Omegas that were sent to serve the prince. I took one last look at myself in the Mirror before rushing out of the room to go meet him downstairs, with a beautiful smile plastered on my face. I could hear some voices as I headed down, but I didn’t mind, I didn’t even think much about it until I heard some exclamations from the guys as I came down the stairs, “Holy shit! Fuck, is that Heather? She’s an angel, man! She’s so beautiful! How can stay mad at a woman when she’s looking so hot, sexy, and…”

I pushed the feeling aside and followed Kady into the large dining room. The smaller table had been replaced with a larger one. Seated at the head was Garrett, off to his left was his wife and on his right was Julian. Garrett wore a crisp suit as he often did, this one a dark shade of slate grey. Veronica looked impeccable as always. If it weren't for the deeply etched sneer on her face, she would've been runway beautiful. Her golden hair was the same shade as Kady's, and fell to her back in glossy waves. Her cherry lipstick was bright yet tasteful, and matched the sleek dress she wore. She didn't look a day over twenty-five, but the sneer added a few years onto that. While Veronica flashed

"H-Hattie, where did you get that limited edition designer dress? Is it a gift from Mr. Elkin?" The white dress Heather wore cost at least five thousand dollars. She couldn't possibly afford it on her own. Seeing as she had left the Lunary with Tyrone last night, it made sense that he must have bought it for her. Heather's head bobbed once. "Sort of." "Are you… Hattie, are you seeing Tyrone romantically?" Ivy asked incredulously. Heather shook her head. She decided to come clean to Ivy and told her about her deal with Tyrone.

Alexandra sat beside her, both of them watching the Wolves’ game film, seeing Alicia in black and red and white. Heather shook her head. “It’s weird, isn’t it? Seeing her in those colors. I keep thinking she’ll be in the huddle with us.” Alexandra nodded, her voice soft. “She looks happy, though. And Lloyd… he’s got that glow.” Heather smiled, bittersweet. “They deserve it. I just… I don’t know how I’m supposed to hit her.” Alexandra laughed, but it was a nervous sound. “I know. I keep picturing her wedding dress and then picturing her running a slant route right at me.”

I asserted, “Wind that connection before Kael gets out of reach.” She stood up. “Get ready. This will be scary. But this is what you truly want, right? To keep Kael.” “To win, Veronica,” I said, finally undaunted. “Not just keep him. To win. To make sure no one comes between us ever again. Not Elara, not anyone.” Veronica slowly smiled. “That’s the Seraphina I know.” We moved quickly. I accepted the black hoodie and dark jeans and put them over the look I already had. “You can’t go looking like a Luna-to-be. We need to blend in where we’re going,” said Veronica.

Jennifer wore a cute pink frilly dress and had her hair in a ponytail. Veronica appeared in a tight silver dress with a daring long slit running along the side. It accentuated her figure and, to my surprise, showed more cleavage than I would have expected. Her makeup was bold and attention-grabbing, and she accessorized with large earrings, a massive silver necklace, and silver stilettos that added an extra touch of glamour. As I approached them, I couldn't help but feel concerned. Her outfit seemed far too revealing and mature for a 16-year-old. Despite my reservations about her choice of attire, I decided to greet them warmly, setting aside my initial judgment.