Will Byers Outfit Novels & Stories

I forced a polite smile on my own face. It was exhausting enough keeping up a facade at my birthday Gala, and now I'd have to keep one in my own home. "I wasn't expecting to see you here." Bryton smirked, running a hand through his sandy blonde hair. Bryton was dressed much differently from what he wore at my birthday Gala. Bryton seemed the flamboyant and extravagant type. His wardrobe was a testament to that. He was dressed in a sky blue button down shirt, the same shade as his eyes. Every article of clothing he wore seemed meticulously chosen for him.

The women celebrated the union before it actually took place. Meanwhile, Bienley and his friends made their entrance at the venue's reception. Bienley, a striking contrast to the other men in the room, was dressed in a laid-back yet stylish ensemble. A simple white round-neck shirt was paired with matching trousers, topped off with a nude-colored coat that exuded an air of effortless cool. His white designer loafers completed the look, making him stand out in the sea of formal attire. Josh and Kit, on the other hand, were the epitome of elegance in their immaculate black formal dinner suits.

Kane and Bryson were standing next to it, their backs to us. A weird sort of spirit overcame our bodies and we sort-of walked like runway models towards them. They heard our heels click on the concrete floor and both turned around. As soon as they spotted us, I remembered Hannah’s words from a minute ago because they looked like they were literally going to drool. But I should say, they looked handsome themselves. Bryson had on a black blazer lined with sequins on the arms, a navy blue t-shirt underneath, and dark jeans. His hair was styled neatly too. Kane too was wearing a black blazer but his' sequined work was on the collar. He paired it with a white t-shirt and dark blue jeans. Both boy

“But I wouldn’t sell anything again.” Beau huffs a sharp exhale. He doesn’t believe me. “Let her wear rags,” Archer says. “That would make all of us look bad,” Neil argues. “She is part of the Hayes Council and therefore should dress as such.” Great, so the only reason rags didn’t win out is because they don’t want me to embarrass them. I want to roll my eyes but I stop myself, worried I won’t be able to stop once I start. “Maybe I could pick out my own clothes this time?”

AXELL’s POV We arrived at the party and were surprisingly welcomed in a grand style. Cameras, lights, and guards. I never expected that, but I didn't let it get to my head. All these people know how to get into your head and make you start feeling important. “Yuck.. I can't wait to leave” Bryson exclaimed softly, and I grinned. We wore fresh tailored blue suits and black ties. Bobby arranged that for us. I tied my hair to the back, while Bryson just let his fly, like the flyboy that he is.

The party finally starts, all the agents are in the garden, wearing cocktail dresses and thin shirts. I take a last look at myself in the mirror and smirk. I sure look good. “Yes, Keira you look hot we know.” William appears behind me, startling me. I can see him through the mirror, he’s wearing a black shirt with green and gold tiger patterns along with jeans. I chuckle, “I can smell the sarcasm.” “Not at all. You look lovely tonight.”

“This guy is expensive — like, ridiculously expensive. A diamond walking on two legs.” I leave the walk-in closet with a set in my arms: a maroon suit and matching trousers, crisp white shirt, and a sleek black tie. To me, the combo looks decent enough… but who knows if it actually matches Baekhyun’s picky taste. I carefully lay everything out on the bed and — Click!

“Ready?” Piercy looking into the bathroom as I finished packing my bathroom supplies. Since we would be arriving and seeing people, I had on a knee length fitted black skirt with three buttons down the front. Pairing it with a silk flowy bodysuit that was a swirl of pastels, I felt pretty and dressy. My heels weren’t my favorite, but they were professional. Piercy was in black slacks and a slate colored button up. We matched without being too matchy. My hair bounced with thick curls as his was left looking like he just got out of bed.

He worried Lauren might suffer a breakdown when she learned about the details. Betty clenched her jaw as her eyes rested on Alyssa, but the latter did not pay any attention to her at all. With no way to release her anger, Betty raged on silently. Alyssa wore light makeup for the trial and a white pantsuit with her self-designed sapphire brooch on the chest. She carried herself with elegance and class. Jasper stood tall beside her in a smart and tailored black suit, accentuating his figure and authority. They took the seats in the first row. The aisle seemed like a huge divide that set them apart from the Becketts.

“I didn't realize how dark it had gotten.” Mr. Belrose stood at the light switch. He was wearing a dark blue dress shirt and black dress pants that seemed like they might be a bit much for the tropical heat, even with the air conditioner on in the house. I was almost too warm in my linen pants and a tank top. I had abandoned the light, conservative sweater I wore to cover my arms hours ago.