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Bandaid Brigade
“It’s not organized. The things that didn’t fit into the categories are in the middle.” I nodded my head, and smiled. I really liked him shirtless. I was flushed still, and I hoped he brushed it off as awkwardness.
He turned and I snapped another picture. I wasn’t sure which was nicer, his abs or his backside. While he was changing into the Austen Powers suit I Looked in the middle rack. I found a Lady bug costume and a little sailor girl outfit with a hat.
This was really getting fun; I threw an Elvis Presley outfit over the side of the folding wall Edward was behind. I was too short to see over the edge. This was the only time that I wished I was taller.
“Elvis has entered the building.” Emmett said as he snapped a picture of us both, I was still in my white outfit. “You look like a back up dancer, Kid.” What was wrong with my name? I had to be kid? I didn’t really mind, since he was older than me.
“Ha. ha.” I said without humor. He was in a barbarian outfit with a loin cloth and a club. I didn’t even say anything I just snapped a picture of him too. He had a scar across his stomach and one above his knee. I didn’t say anything, I just turned to Edward.
“Put that sailor outfit on.” He said taking the camera from me. I was about to go into the changing area when Alice said ‘change.’ Obviously she was keeping time.
It went like that throughout the day, fun and uneventful. Until the couples costume, of course, Alice and Jasper was Edward and I’s ‘couple’ partners. We moved the folding walls to be back to back in the corner. I was afraid that Edward could see over mine. If I could see his shoulders before, he could defiantly look down into my changing room.
We were aliens, then a weird tooth and fiery costume. Alice had fun with that one; we posed the most with that. I wished that the tooth he was wearing had been thinner, just so I could have felt him pressed against me. It hurt my feelings that he kept me at a particular distance the whole time, like he couldn’t wait to stop touching me.


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