Cheyenne was naturally inclined to be defiant. She didn't take orders from her peers easily, especially when the deal hadn't been her arrangement. Alicia hadn't let her win at chess and got the date anyway! She wasn't also going to get her way with what Cheyenne wore.
She came outside Ladon dorms wearing some of the clothes Ms. Hallowfen had gotten for her on one of their trips to Camden. It was a simple pair of skinny jeans that didn't do Chey any favors as far as showing off a feminine form of curves - she had none, and had yet to bloom into her womanhood in general. She was on the verge, but really, she had a ways to go. Her shirt was a black blouse with cut-out shoulders and a graphic of a roaring tiger on the front with glittered stripes. It was covered by a green puffy coat to keep her warm. To complete the look, she wore makeup which thankfully made her look older.
Chey spotted Alicia and her eyes widened. "Goddess," she breathed, trotting up to the other girl to touch her dress. "I love your dress! Where'd you get it?"