“I wasn’t even going to eat them, Scarlett. God, you're so boring.”
“And you’re annoying. Ever thought of that?” Scarlett shot back at her.
“Nope. Too busy having fun.” She said to her sister, as she pulled out her oracle to text someone. “Wow, so does that include crying over a Vampric boy and failing at Shylack?” Liveria’s mouth dropped, and she squinted her eyes. “You are such a bit–”
Suddenly, a nasally voice cut her off. “Greetings. Would the two of you Vampresses like to try tonight's special?” When they’d both glanced over, they saw that there was a servant with black wings. The creature held a tray full of circular glasses of dark liquid. Liveria smiled tightly, as she took a sip of the drink as if she’d had it before.
When the creature left, she glared at Scarlett.“Anyways. We’ll be back together by the end of the night. Watch.” She wanted to say something, but decided not to.“I’m sure.” Scarlett said to her dismissively.
When Liveria took another drink from her glass, the residue of her nude lipstick lined the surface of the cup. She smirked at Scarlett as she gazed distinctively behind her, “S. Wizard guy looking our way, right behind you.” She told her. Scarlett looked over at the man Liveria mentioned. He waved to Scarlett, and his eyes glowed blue.
“He looks way too old for you.”
“For me?” Liveria giggled, and hit her sister’s shoulder. “I was talking about you.” She raised her eyebrow, and then waved at the Wizard man in the distance.
Scarlett rolled her eyes. She tucked a filament of her curly hair beneath her ear, forced a smile and turned away from his direction. “Yeah, I'm not hooking up with a Wizard tonight.” Scarlett now liked to follow the rules, not break them. And being with a creature that was not of your own was forbidden. However, there seemed to be a gray area there for the Vampric.
She spoke with her hands, “Besides. If I'm disappointing in bed, he might turn me into a manticore, or something. '' She said, Liveria snickered. Scarlett imagined herself half manticore, howling everywhere, with horns. How would she eat? What would she eat? Her eyes then verted to her sister’s glass. “Also you shouldn’t be drinking random things here. Who knows what’s in that? It’s free for a reason. It could be laced.”
Liveria squinted her eyes, “With what? Unicorn dust? I’m not you last year.” She spoke with sarcasm. But Scarlett tensed. Suddenly Liveria’s smile faded, and her expression went soft. “Oh, uh. Scarlett I didn’t mean it like…”
“It’s whatever.” She muttered, and crossed her legs. She pulled the itchy fabric down over her knee. It hiked up her thigh, as she then bit the insides of her cheeks. She knew how defensive she got when the conversation shifted to drugs. She’d been heavily addicted to unicorn dust last year, and it took her forever to get sober. She didn’t expect Liveria to understand. Nobody truly ever did, but those who had been addicted to it. It was the drug that spread all over the campus of their conservatory last year.
Suddenly, a group of girls in colorful outfits had rushed over to their table in a crowd of squeals, hugs,and kisses. Liveria gazed at a light-eyed girl with wide eyes and a grin. She waved excitedly. “I was looking for you all everywhere.” She raised her eyebrows at a girl and asked. “Anything exciting happen?” She exclaimed, as she stood up and fixed her blouse.
Jules smiled at Liveria brightly, as she absentmindedly ignored Scarlett. “Well, we saw the cutest booth with the cutest jewelry from the cutest city in the Sealands .” She spoke. Scarlett wanted to evaporate as Jules started to blabber. She had a tendency of repeating her words. That was something she didn’t miss about her and Julessa’s friendship.
The young-faced Vampric girl had the shade of cherry on her lips, as a neat pattern of small individual braids had lingered at her waist. She licked her fang, and put her hands on her hips. “So anyways. Let’s go, I’ll show you. Tonight’s going to be amazing.” She paused, and her excited facial expression suddenly turned into a glare as she gazed at Scarlett. “Oh. I see you’ve brought your sister.”
Scarlett laughed shortly with a roll of her pale eyes. “Yes, Julessa. How weird, my younger sister and I to be at a public event together. It’s almost like we’re part of the same family or something.” Her voice was laced with sarcasm. She knew Jules, and she wasn’t afraid to bite back. She wasn’t a fan of Liveria hanging out with her. Her and Jules were close last year, but grew bitterly apart after an incident. “Terrifies me to know that she’s joined you and your group of ass-kissers.” Scarlett said to her sourly.
Julessa squinted her eyes, but chuckled lightly. The girl crossed her arms. “Yes well, at least I can keep a man. It isn’t my fault your ex is with me now.” She shot Scarlett a tight-lipped smile. Hot, livid rage had shot through Scarlett’s veins. Her forehead creased, and she pursed her lips. She hated Jules. With a passion that grew ever so whenever she’d been met with her presence.
Charlie Bradshaw. Her ex-boyfriend who broke up with her over Jules. She’d caught them last year sneaking around in private. The feelings had come and left, but Scarlett hadn’t gotten over the overwhelming sense of betrayal that met her when she saw Charlie kissing Jules. Liveria, of course had been away at a private conservatory in Garlendaze due to her love of dance. However, she’d returned when she realized how much she’d missed her sister Scarlett, and begged to return to their hometown Crimsroseyn.
Liveria slammed her drink to the table
