Hex

Chapter 10

     White or black?" I asked Valerie, holding up two different semi-conservative shirt options. It was Halloween, the day of the gig, and I was just about shitting my pants.

     "I mean this in the nicest way possible, and I mean that, but neither." She scrunched her face up in thought, before jumping off of my bed to her feet and dashing out of the room. "I have an idea. Be right back!"

I huffed and dropped to the floor on my back, glaring at the ceiling as if it were to blame for my lack of rockstar clothing.

"Why are you on the floor?" Zane asked, peeking his head into my door.

     "I'm stressed," I whined, clapping my hands over my eyes.

     He sat down beside me and laid back to look at my bedroom ceiling. We laid in silence for a minute, before I felt his eyes land on me.  I slowly lifted my hands off of my eyes and shifted my head to look at him.

     "Will a kiss make it better?" He asked, flashing me a pout.

     "Shut the fuck up," I laughed, pushing his face away from me.

     "Tried my best! Well, we have to leave in 30, so hurry your shit up."

     Valeria rushed back in. "Listo!" She wiggled her shoulders and held up a pair of black leather pants and a red long sleeve crop top with a twist in between the boobs that could barely be considered a shirt.

     "Aye, I like that," Zane said, trying to grab the shirt. Valeria whipped it away from him.

     "Get out!" Both Valeria and I shrieked. He held up his hands and backed out of the room.

     "Now try it on!" Valeria hopped up and down excitedly.

     "I don't know, I'm not sure if it's really me, like can I even pull this off? I-"

     "Shut up and put this shit on."

     "Yes ma'am," I nodded obediently and did what she asked. I did a little twirl for her, and she squealed and clapped.

     "Gorgeous! Those boys will have their jaws touching the floor!" She cheered.

     "Alright, fine you win. I look hot as fuck." I sighed, staring at my reflection in the mirror. Valeria even did my makeup for me, mastering my eyeliner like I would never be able to do.

By the time she was done pampering me, it was time for us to leave. We left my room and found all the boys waiting for us in the living room. "About fucking time," Finn grumbled, looking up at our entrance.

I glanced up at Bishop, but he was already looking at me, scanning my body, his mouth slightly ajar. I tried not to blush. His eyes caught mine, and he ripped his away from me.

"Lookin' fine as hell, Vienna," Zane said approvingly, as he jumped up from the couch. "Now let's hit the road!"

We all hooted and hollered, rushing into the elevator and down to Bishop's dad's truck, which was already all loaded up. We all got into it, including Valeria and Danny.

"Danny, are you even going to be able to get into this club?" I asked, after he had climbed into the passenger seat, with Valeria between him and Finn. I sat in the backseat between Bishop and Zane.

"Yes," he responded incredulously.

"Pffff. With a sticker on his hand," Bishop corrected, slapping his brother's chest.

     He waved his brother off. "Shut up."

     Finn pulled the truck away from the curb, and my stomach rolled with nerves. Valeria reached back and touched my arm. "You okay? You're looking a little, um, green?"