"It could have been an accident..." P'Artith's trying to control this.
"Screw it p, tell them. That's no accident, there screwing with us. The cheating bastards." I snap
The girls stare at me, P'Artith sighs and tells them.
"Scared? Screw that p, I'm super pissed off right now." P'Maprang says.
"Why go this far? we didn't do anything to them." P'Prae is annoyed.
"We need costumes, fast, it's all going to start in just over an hour, but were last so we have another 40 minutes on top of that. Think." P'May's says.
"You still want to do this girls?" P'Artith asks.
"P were engineering. This tactic can work to scare others, it's just pissed us off more to win." P'Maprang's rolling her sleeves, like she's going into battle.
"We take pride in our faculty p." P'May ads
"We learnt it from you P'Artith." P'Prae finishes.
P'Artith is surprised but he seems happy and his eyes seem a little moist.
"Ok what do we do about the costumes?" I ask
"Well the theme is fantasy/imaginary characters." P'May says.
"What do the arts people have?" Rome's asking
"Disney princess."
"Ours was?" I ask
"Fairy tale, like little red riding hood and stuff."
"What do we do now? It's too late to find rentals?" P's asking.
"Everything's closed now."
"We worked so hard."
"We could quickly improvise?" I add
"But 50% of the score for the final is the clothing."
"Dam it all to hell and high water. If I was going to lose this I would rather lose, not have it end like this" P'Maprang yells
Everyone looks so upset, even Rome's looking at the things and sitting next to P'Prae trying to comfort her.
I take a deep breath, shit having friends is so troublesome. I take out my phone and make a call.
I greet the person when they answer.
"Wayo?"
"Auntie I'm sorry to bother you this late, but I need your help."
There all looking at me when I hang up.
"We have a ride coming, we'll get outfits made and be back before it's our turn. We need to tell P'Nott to stay here and cover till we get back." I tell them
"Who did you call Yo?" Rome's asking
"Ming's mother, she's making calls."
"But can we manage 6 full outfits in an hour Yo? Does she know a rental place?" P'Prae asks.
Once we get to our destination, we find a private tailor open and 10 people ready to help us. Were measured and they all set to work. Aunty rentals maybe?
We try to explain what we wanted but they show the girls sketches of what they were told. The girls look and squeal, they want that.
"What?" I'm asking.
"It's perfect, I would have loved that but we didn't have the budget or know anything about making outfits."
People come in shortly with boxes.
"What's that?" I ask them
"Wigs and shoes sir." They inform me.
Wow aunty went all out I see, wait the boxes have names on them? Why? I look at one of the boxes with my name, it has a light blond, long hair wig?
"What the hell is this?" I ask
"Oh that looks awesome Yo, high end not cheap at all." P'May's looking at her things impressed.
"Why the hell does it all look like girl's stuff? You had three guys in your group, right?" I'm puzzled.
"Yes Yo, but its dressing up. The groups 3 guys 3 girls, but the outfits are all girls." She answers.
"Your all insane!" I yell
"We tried to get P'Nott but he really can't dance." She sighs.
"That was the problem? Not that's he's a guy and refused to dress as a girl?" I yell
"Nope all guys know, this it's a joke to them, you have to man up and do it kind of thing." P'Prae ads
"Your faculty is insane!" I yell
"Were an open-minded lot, were up for anything." She grins.
I have really really bad feeling. But I must...
"What are we dressing as?" I finally ask
"Sailor Senshi." P'Prae tells me.
"Omfg no way. I refuse, no. no no no no no." I yell.
P'Maprang starts listing, who is who.
"Yo = Sailor Moon
P'Artith = Sailor Mars
Rome's = Chibi Moon
I'm = Sailor Jupiter
May = Sailor Mercury
Prae = Sailor Venus."
"Listen to me I refuse this." I say stomping my foot.
"To late Yo." She smirks at me.
"We need you Yo, please." P'May says then grabs her abdomen.
"Shit May, you sure you can do this?" P'Prae asks helping her sit.
"Dam straight, were all seeing this to the end. I'm as pissed as you guys." She replies.
"Why can't we three have guy outfits?" I yell
"Because everyone has to be dressed as female of chosen theme."
I look to P'Artith, he will stop this insanity, no way he will dress as a girl, as a sailor something. He's a head hazer, a tough guy, he will save me.
"Do I really have to wear heels?" He sighs
"P'Artith!" I yell, he's startled. "You can't be seriously considering this right?"
"I told you I lost the bet Yo." He sighs, then yells, "Kong can never see this."
Oh dear god, this can't be happening. It can't. I'm not even mentally prepared.
No matter how much I protest, threaten or try to run they won't let me refuse. All four of them look at me, with teary eyes, they want me to understand and help them.
I refuse till Rome grabs my hand on the verge of tears and ask me to please help. I do the only thing I can in this situation, the thing any adult will do when in trouble.
I call my dad....
We're standing backstage, in our cloaks, we just got driven back. We used the time to practise a few moves all as a group. I feel sick, it's our turn next, I can see the arts group standing confident.
"Look at them, they know what's been happening." P'Maprang pissed, she's seen them.
P'Artith's looking. "I was hoping they didn't and it was someone being stupid."
"You always think good of people p, they planned this." P'Maprang says.
"Most important thing you guys." We all look at him. "Kong can never know."
We all nod, the girls are smiling.
"The things I do for engineering." He sighs
"Were not even engineering, appreciate us more p." Rome's saying. I'm in agreement. Dam it.
"Wait we can't count were not engineering!" I try a last resort to escape.
"As long as half the teams engineering its fine." P'May says. Dam it.
P'Nott's here, he wishes us luck, we hand him our cloaks, his mouths hanging open, shit. We take deep breaths and walk out.
The minutes the arts lot see us, there confident looks gone, and the crowds murmuring.
"Wait wasn't this meant to be a small thing?" I ask
"Good thing they don't allow any recording of this." P'Artith sighs
"They have mobiles" Rome adds
"Shit!" P'Artith looks sick.
"Don't worry p, I got this covered." I sigh. "Don't ask, were safe."
He doesn't need to know I called my dad, who will make sure there is no pictures or recordings, except the ones for his private collection.
I love my father but if I found out he had a secret room with my pictures on the walls, I really wouldn't be surprised. Doting/insane parents.... he needs a hobby.
We wait on cue for the judges to look at our costumes. P'Maprang proudly walk's forward to do her pose and say who she is and introduce us. The crowds getting lively.
Then the music starts. God save us.
Were a bit clumsy at the back, but we manage to pull it off. The moves had been simple and the girls at the front did the main things.
Left arm out, slide left, sway. Right arm out, slide right sway, then left, then middle sway and clap.
Okay we move to be forward line. I'm pretty. Arms crossed over chest, look up. Pretty smart. Finger on temple, turn head right. Best to keep thinking moves then look at anything....
When we finish we do our poses and the crowds screaming. This might be fun if I wasn't dressed as a sailor something in a long blond wig....
The crowd goes quite as the judges whisper. The other groups are told to come on stage, the arts clubs giving us killing looks, lemon's coming over. Common bitch I'm ready for you I'm wearing a wig! But shorts stops her.
We all huddle together, waiting, common enough with the suspense dam it all, I want to take these devil boots off!
2nd runner up = Arts Club
1st runner up = No clue who they are.
WINNER = Us. The girls loose it and scream louder than the crowd, I think P'Prae cracked a rib with that hug...
Rome walks near us looking worried, we move closer to him.
"I'm sorry P'Artith but I can't hide this from P'Kong." He sighs
"Rome common y..."
"P'Kong's on the high stand at the back behind you, with the rest of your hazing team." He replies.
P'Artith is frozen I can understand his pain.
"Yo...I'm really sorry." He continues.
"Why Rome?" I'm ready to cry.
"P'Forth, Ming and the illegal doctors are there...and yes P'Pha is." He answers as I open my mouth to ask.
"Where you are going P'Artith?" I ask when he moves.
"I think there's a pool that way." He answers
"I'll join you." I say and follow.
"Rommmeeeee you look hottt." We all know who that is.
Rome stops us. "Umm guys it's this way." He pulls us along in the opposite direction.