“Stop moving, or I swear I’ll pluck your eyeballs out.” Zainab threatened Zora in between pauses with the eyeliner in mid air. “what crawled up your ass?” I mumbled as I walked in and sat on the bed. “she’s moving around as if eyeliner is the easiest thing to put on.” She huffed at Zora sitting across my frame with a face full of guilt. her room was easily a contrast to mine; Red and black decorated her side of the room and purple and black on the opposite side. articles of clothing littered the bed and wooden floor along with random shoes thrown around carelessly.
“Please don’t tell me your going in your uniform.” Zora covered her face with her hands as if the mere sight of me was an abomination. I noticed they’re outfits when they both turned to mock me. The deep blue dress hugging Zora’s figure perfectly matched the pair of expensive black heels she wore. Her outfit was a striking similarity to Zainab’s dark blue tight fitting pants, light blue gem stoned corset and platforms lazily thrown around the room. “Of course not,” I rolled my eyes and continued, “i dress to impress and its the first part of the year why would i want to make a fool of myself?”
“hey can you do the same for me?” I asked Zainab just as she was about to put the red eyeliner away. they both whipped their heads around as fast as lightning at my request and squeaked, “we’re keeping him!” Zainab excitedly pulled Zora from the chair, and I from the bed and held us in a bone crushing hug. “with those eyes its gonna suit you so well.” her voice came out muffled as she examined my face from side to side. “she does the best makeup but a little heads up,” Zora leaned closer to me and whispered, “she’s extremely impatient. even that’s an understatement.” I let out a strained chuckle as Zainab was still holding my face in her hands.
“its fine, my younger sister used to practice on me all the time.” they gazed at me inquisitively. I sat at the Zainab’s ‘station’ and exhaled before explaining,”I have a younger sister, Destiny. She’s a bit like you actually,” Zora smiled in anticipation when I pointed to her, “a bit crazy but fun nonetheless. She’s probably punching the air right now that I’m gone.” Even though she was 2 years younger than me we did everything together.Â
Zainab started the applying the eyeliner while Zora and I spoke. “do you have any other siblings?” I winced and shivered as memories of the dead crawled up my spine. I forced a weak smile to avoid any suspicion, “no its just my sister and I.” they didn’t suspect anything at that and if they did they clearly didn’t show it. I titled my head upwards and asked Zainab, “what about you Zee?” she aggressively pushed my face back down before answering, “I have a 3 brothers actually.” a guise of disgust made its way to my features when i thought about it. “Thats actually sad…wow and to make it worse, you’re the only girl?” she nodded and quickly switched over to my right eye. “that’s better, I’m stuck with Alystair.” Zora huffed in agitation and blew at her wet polished nails and I internally laughed at the thought. “As it is alystair is a menace I couldn’t imagine actually being related to him.” I said.
“Oh by the way what were you guys talking about in the hallway?” Zora asked and zainab stopped applying the eyeliner to listen into our conversation. “I was telling him to come to the party.” I said with no ounce of regards to my words. The girls whipped they’re heads towards each other in confusion. “You do know that Alystair never goes to parties.”she deadpanned and Zainab filled in, “yeah he’d rather be on the racetrack or reading than go to a party with hormonal students and by the way, those are his words not mine.”
“You have no faith in me. I can guarantee that he’ll show up.” I smiled with not an ounce of doubt coursing through my veins and they looked at me like i just grew two heads. “If he shows up I’ll let you come with me to the racetrack this weekend.” Zora mischievously proposed with her hand out for a handshake. “Ohh I’m definitely coming to this.” Zainab chuckled. “Why can’t i come either way?” I asked, confused. “It’s my moms racetrack that she bought for alystair and I but my he hates it when other people show up, you can come either way obviously but if you lose I’ll make sure you’re not permitted entry.” She explained. I nodded with more determination than ever. I want to unravel him more than anything and really see what’s behind that act.
Who is Alystair Satori?
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