It was a beautiful day, the sun was out and had been all morning. Billy had woken up and started on his morning regime. Showering and washing his long blonde hair - when he was younger he refused to get it cut, even though his grandfather had almost chopped it off with the garden shears. He was glad now that it was natural, putting on a wig every day would have been really annoying. Though being able to change the colour to fit each outfit would be nice. Waxing and moisturising his legs wasn't painful anymore since he had done it a million times. The spray tan was next, giving his skin a healthy glow that lucky didn't turn him orange. Painting his nails allowed him some time to look around his dorm. It was pretty big, supposed to hold two people as the single beds suggested. But Billy had pushed them together to make a double in an attempt to not get a room mate. It wasn't that Billy didn't want to share, he just doubted there was anyone who wouldn't question why he spent ninety-nine percent of his time in women's clothes. He then applied his make-up, which he was getting quicker at by the day. He had learnt the difference between 'day-time' make-up and 'night-time' make-up and had recently been trying a more natural look - despite the false lashes, which he couldn't live without.
Wiggling his waist into bikini bottoms and some shorts he turned to face the mirror. Now for the difficult part, the top. Strapping the other half of the swim suit around his body and then around his neck, he pressed silicone fillers into where his breasts should have been, if he had any. He admired himself in the mirror and decided that they looked convincing enough. He wasn't planning on anything special. Pulling a vest top over the top and then his shoes he was ready to hit the beach.
He had planned to go ever since he had arrived at the school, but his timetable and the recent kidnapping had the school on lock down. But now the students had returned they had been more lenient with people leaving the building - as long as they returned before dark. Billy had no desire to stay out after dark anyway, not at the beach. Biting his lip he flicked his hair over his shoulder and grabbed a bag with a towel. Leaving the room he spent a moment fumbling with the keys before finally hearing the click of the lock.
With a smile he walked the few steps to the room next door and gave it a light knock, Anyone awake in there who wants to come to the beach? he called with a grin, hoping Star would be the one to open the door. He had met Star on his first day and they had clicked instantly, it was like they had always known each other. Billy didn't trust anyone more than he trusted Star, plus they were always up for a laugh together.
TAGGED: star OUTFIT:here NOTES: i am so flippin tired.
For Starshine getting ready every morning took quite a while. Perfection was important to him. Looking anything less than flawless was not an option. Star’s days started very early, not just to give him enough time to get ready but because he was just to used to having to wake at the crack of dawn to work. Be it to clean the caravan and help with his younger siblings or to go help his father at work. It wasn’t until very recently when Star had picked up on attending school again after five years of being home schooled that he had actually started giving sleeping in a try. But to no avail, his inner clock was too well adjusted to being awake at five in the morning. Being up this early gave Star plenty of time to shower and shave and pick out his outfit from an array of clothing and accessories. Plenty of time to do his hair and make up and work away at how busty he wanted his chest to be and how flat he could manage to get his package. By the time Starshine was finished getting himself visually prepared he was jingling. Bracelets and necklaces all clattered against each other, along with his usual assortment of rings and dangling earrings. Even Starshine’s shoes jingled! Winged eyeliner, red lips, lightly curled hair, tub top and short jean shorts.
If Star had a choice he would always choose to be outside. It was what he was used to. On any given day, even cold or slightly rainy ones, he was usually seen outside as a kid. Star and Cos would be outside playing with the younger kids, sometimes joined by Kitty. At the oldest biological female she generally did the cleaning around the caravan but they weren’t always a traditional Roma family. Star and Kitty or Star and Cos had absolutely no problem running around outside in the rain with no shoes and very minimal clothing on only to return covered in grass and mud with twigs stuck in their hair. A tiny caravan was no place for nine children to cram into, after all. Why waste your day indoors when it was perfectly lovely out? What good would that do? Besides, Star tanned really easily and he loved a good natural tan.
There was a knock at his dorm, which wasn’t all that surprising. By this point in Star’s morning Jane had already left—probably to find Captain Asshat—so it could only be one of two people: Tony for early morning soccer or Billy. A little symphony of jingles followed Star as he made his way to the door, turning the lock and opening the door wide enough for Billy to step inside. “I’d love to! Just give me a second to change into my bikini,”
[/color] he declared with excitement, making sure the door of his dorm was closed before simply stripping off the shorts, tube top, bra and panties and right there. Nothing Billy hadn’t seen before and nothing he wasn’t ashamed of showing. His bikini was put on, tied with a bit of difficulty, and the shorts and tube top back on as well and voila. It didn’t even take Star a minute. “Okay, let’s go!”[/color]