Coven of Power

Leather And Zippers

Isabella's POV
"She's a bitch." I assure Jane as she rambles about this woman. Vampire. Whatever. I mean, Jane makes her sound like the devil herself.
In a bad way.
It COULD be the jealousy talking. Jane is obviously head over heels for this.....Aro guy. Vampire guy?
"-I mean, her face! Like, she was totally mouthing off about Athena, so I gave her a tinge of pain, a little honestly, and she goes nuts! What does he see her?" She rants.
"Why don't you go to Marcus and ask him?" I offer absentmindedly as I look though my suitcase for anything leather and zipper-y. Short. Tight.
"She's such-that's an amazing idea!" She cuts herself off. I shake my head and smile. She's so cute.
"I found it!" I squeal. She stares at it.
"No." She says flatly. "You can pull that off. I cannot. It's indecent."
"I'm forcing you into it." I assure her. A smile replaces her frown.
"I'm putting up a big fight." She answers. I nod and shove her into the bathroom. I hear zippers and cusses. I sit on the bed and prepare myself. That girl can rock this. What are they teaching her here? She needs a dose of confidence and a big one.
"What do you think?" She asks softly. Damn.
"I think that every male within a....let's say a trillion mile radius is drooling." She giggles and picks on the hem. I bat her hands away.
"No! You need to look confident, innocent, evil, sexy, beautiful, timeless, graceful and amazing at the same time." She frowns. 'Act like your brother.' A tiny voice whispers in my head. I smash the voice to a pulp. Her brother is not any of those things except evil. In a bad way.
"That's impossible. I'm not any of those! Except evil." In a good way.
"Please. When I'm done with you, you will believe you are goddess. Which you are." She shakes her head, blonde hair escaping her bun.
"I mean, Sulcipia is a total bitch, but she is gorgeous." Jane says worriedly. I'll look like an idiot and Aro thinks of me as a child ever since he rescued me and-" I shoved her in front of the mirror, "whoa." I nod. She turns to her side and presses a hand against her flat stomach. I tug her to the vanity and almost squeal at the makeup choices.
Black, red, black, red, brown, black. More black.
"Sit!" I command and she obliges. I put on some mix of black and maroon eyeliner, making her eyes look bigger. Black, thick mascara. I loosen her bun, letting tendrils of curls fall out and frame her face. She doesn't need any concealer or foundation, obviously. Cherry lipstick that makes her face look even paler and more sexy, must I say myself. I let her see herself in the full mirror. She grins.
"Now...lower your lashes, hands on your hips, or my hips. Depends. Twirl some hair. Move your lower body a lot. You should be good." I instruct. "Also, just gonna say, I don't swing that way, but you look h-o-t." She giggles. "Now out these babies on before I take them and run." I shove high silver and black heels towards her. It adds height.
"I look so hot I'd do myself." She says in an awed voice. I snicker.
"Let's go."
"Where?"
"Where is Aro?" I ask sweetly. She sighs.
"I'll lead the way."