Inevitable (an Originals fanfiction) sneak peek #22
Several hours later, I was standing in front of a massive mirror, scowling at my reflection.
“You'll never get asked to dance wearing a face like that,” Rebekah informed me, emerging from the bathroom with her hair curled up into an elegant twist.
I eyed my reflection doubtfully. “This really isn't my sort of thing, Rebekah,” I said with hesitation. “I mean, thanks for helping me get ready and everything, but I really just don't think that---”
“Enough of that,” she said sternly, taking me by the shoulders and straightening out my posture. “We're going to a party, and you look beautiful. So for the love of God, Zoe, smile.”
I did my best, but it was a lackluster effort. Rebekah, unsurprisingly, was not impressed by the grimace I was trying to pass off as a smile. “Sorry,” I offered apologetically. “But dresses aren't really my thing.”
That being said, the dress was gorgeous. It was a red strapless dress, with the skirt portion made up of black and red material that rippled out in dramatic fringes. It was exactly what I would have thought of if someone had asked me 'what's a masquerade dress look like?'. Rebekah had picked it out especially for me, apparently, and had seemed quite proud to inform me that it was worth almost six hundred dollars. That information had, of course, made me even more reluctant to actually wear the thing, and only a lot of persuasion on Rebekah's part and some blackmailing from my brother had convinced me to finally do so.
