"Why won't you just accept you're going to being wearing a nice dress for the party?" Harry said, panting slightly, as she realized she won't be able to pin you.

"Why don't you accept you're the one wanting the dress?" you fired back, though you knew you're in trouble. She's nowhere near as strong, but she is much more nimble. Like me you thought, as you both came to the unspoken realization neither of you can win.

'its not fair! If we were both guys, I'd win" Harry moaned.

"Yeah right" you smirk, planting your hands on your hips. You turn to Mel, and see she's giggling. "Yes! Neither you you won so you're both getting dressed for my party..."

"Our party. Plus we didn't lose, so we don't both get our clothes" you countered.

"Sorry John, but Melanie is right. The terms was the winner got tomboyish clothes" Lucy announced.

"What?!" two voices shouted at once. Lucy smiled. "Girls, give them some help dressing. I imangine their fashion sense is a bit... noexistant" Lucy said, as the others rushed towards you and Harry.