Annette never took so long to get ready. She was always the one who was done quickest and still looked good. That was her. And now here she was, fixing every bit of make-up and strand of hair for it to be in perfect shape. And it was. Her blonde hair was flowing over one shoulder, pinned to the right side, her fox mask
covering most of her pretty face. She did not know why exactly she had bothered putting on make-up, but ofcourse she had. Her blue orbs were darkened by black mascara and eyeliner, making them look dark and mysterious from behind the mask. Annette was not one to use foundation or something like that, so other than that she just painted her lips flamered, giving somewhat more edge to her look. Honestly, Annette was still strolling around in her underwear -don't tell Art- because at first she would have to fix Dei's hair and make-up and get her in the dress. "I still can't believe you're going with Art."
The blonde said, squatting in front of the chair where her best girl friend was sitting on. Honestly, Annette would've never chosen Art, no matter how hot he looked, because if she would be the girl to commit to someone, she knew the Joyeau was not that dude. And Logan was. "So, why not Logan again?"
The girl continued with a questioning raise of the brow, still visible because she was not wearing her mask yet. Annette glanced at Deirdre's face critically and to the dress she was gonna wear, to decide what to do for the make-up. Dei had not specifically asked her for help, but well, the two of them always ended up like this before a party. She reached up a little to make some lines on Dei's eyes with the black eyeliner, biting her lip in concentration, because she did not want to mess up her best friend's face.
If it weren't for Peter, Dei would be Annette's best best
friend. Now she was her best girl
friend, because well, Peter. And Annette was rather annoyed with Peter these days, she did not know why. But instead of focussing on that, she focussed back on listening to Dei and her stories and troubles about her 'guys', as Annette called them. Yeah, that was pretty fucked up , she had to agree. It made her wonder how it was possible that literally everybody
in their group had love problems. Cassie with Blake -though Annette hadn't told anyone about that, not even Peter, which was a miracle- Dei with Logan and Art (and Casey was probably somewhere in that weird situation too). It was as if the hormones had suddenly kicked in with everybody. It was weird and fucked up and the Renard wondered where it was all going, but looking at her younger housemate, she did not want to confuse her more than she already was and let out a sigh. "You know what? Guys, there's nothing they're good for. Let's become lesbians."
Annette chuckled, shaking her head amusedly, before getting up from her knees to show Dei the result of hair and make-up. "Voila, c'est Áa. You like it? Let's go."
She asked, before handing her friend her dress and hopping in her own.
When looking at Annette's dress
was pretty, but nothing spectacular. Ofcourse, the strapless thing looked good on her, it fit with the mask she was wearing, but it was nothing special. And ofcourse, the blonde could not not
be special on occassions like this. It had been a difficult charm, to create what the others were about to see, but in the end, Annette had succeeded. Hey, you were an A+ student or you weren't one. As the girl descended the stairs, the illusionary flames started whirling around her legs, like she was going up in flames. Like she was on fire. Naturally, Annette wasn't planning on getting herself or anyone hurt, so they were illusions, but they looked so real that you could almost feel the heat (ooc: think hunger games style). "Hey guys, sorry we took so long."
Annette said, rolling her eyes as she saw the look on the boys' faces. They couldn't help wanting to be pretty. When Dei and Casey joined their dates, the blonde Renard ended up with her best friend anyways. She scanned his outfit and grinned a bit, shaking her head amusedly. "Alright then, let's go."
When they arrived at the Dining Hall, Annette made a mental not to herself, that she would spice this party up. It was on like Donkey Kong. But first, first she had to find Cassie. Cassie, who needed her more than anyone else right now, not that they knew about that. She saw Dei swing away with Art and Logan taking Cassie for a dance and then smiled gently at Peter, noticing the eyes of several younger Renards (let's say, 4th-5th-6th years) focussed on him. That was no something she particularly liked, to be honest. Don't be ridiculous, that has always been this way
, she corrected herself and decided not to keep on pondering on it. "I'm gonna find Cassie."
Annette said to her best friend, leaning closer to say it in his ear, to get over the music. And then she strided away, the flames whirling around her.
It was not that difficult to find her younger Sagesse friend. Adding the house elements to the hair, it was easy really. "Cass!"
Annette said, taking her friend by the hand and pulling her in a hug. "You are gonna be fine. Trust me. Blake likes you in the same way as you like him, or he wouldn't have kissed you. Just be confident and go for it."
The older girl said, taking the redhead's head in her hands. "You can do this. Now don't chicken out. You wanna dance?"
Annette said, winking at Cassie before taking her hand and pulling her on the dancefloor. There was his hot looking Taureau boy who was almost begging the 'girl on fire' for a dance.