Page 33 of Venomous Lies
“Isn’t Wells coming over later to help you with your grimoire?”
“Yeah, he said he’d come by before his divination class. He didn’t give me a specific time though.” I picked at my hair and sighed in annoyance. “What I really need to do is dye my hair. I think my moms packed up a few boxes… I’ll have to check.”
“Aren’t there potions for that?” Zhara asked curiously as she flopped down on the couch next to me.
“Probably.” I shrugged, then rolled my head to face her. “But I’ve always used regular human hair dye. Don’t have to worry about it wearing off early like magickal ones.”
“I could help you. Girl time!”
I’d barely had any alone time with Z, and considering how things were going lately, we definitely needed some girl time.I need to catch up and figure out what exactly is going on between her and Aizel.
“Have you ever dyed hair before?” I side-eyed my friend with an incredulous look.
“No, but how hard can it be?”
Famous last words.
About an hour later, Zhara was cursing out the two bottles of dye on the sink, my hair, and the smell of the dye itself. My lips twitched as I tried to keep from laughing, but from the glare I got through the mirror, she saw me.
“I tried to warn you that it’s a strong smell!”
“Not good enough.” She sniffed and promptly started to gag. “This ishorrible.”
A knock sounded in the distance soon followed by Wells and Aizel calling out our names. Before I couldfigure out if Echo was with them, Zhara yelled back for someone to take over before she lost it.
I burst out laughing, and that’s how Aizel and Wells found us in my bathroom. Zhara was pulling off the gloves, and my entire head, along with parts of my forehead, was covered in hair dye.
“What in the world is going on here?” Aizel looked between us in confusion.
“Coloring my hair,” I managed to reply between bouts of laughter. “At least now I just let it sit then wash it out later.”
“You can’t pay me enough to help you do that again.” Z sneezed as she brushed past the guys to leave the room.
“Love you too, Z!” I shouted after her. “I bet I could bribe her into helping me again, but I’m sure she’s going to need some fresh air. The chemicals do really stink.”
Aizel chuckled and shook his head before leaving to go check on Z.We didn’t really get a chance to talk after she started mixing the dye, but hopefully we can get some one-on-one time soon.
“Is this going to bother you?” I asked Wells as I gestured at my mess of hair. “I’ve got a cap to put on top of it so it doesn’t get everywhere, but it has to sit on here for a while before I can wash it off.”
“Nope,” Wells replied easily. “You handle that and whatever else. Just bring your grimoire out when you’re ready, and we can go over the basics of setting it up.”
Sometimes it was obvious that Wells had siblings. His easy, go-with-the-flow personality was definitely one of those clues. Oh, I was sure there was an end to that laidback part of himself, but, unlike me, he appeared to have a long fuse.
After he walked out, I grabbed a wash rag and usedsome soap and water to get dye off my face, or at least some of it. I cleaned off what I could then grabbed an old shower cap to cover my hair. A bit of smoke appeared in the mirror, revealing Cas watching me with a small smirk on his face.
I arched an eyebrow at him.‘Yes?’
‘Nothing.’He gave me a real smile, though only for a second before he stared at the open doorway.‘Wells is waiting for you.’
‘We still haven’t had our conversation,’I reminded him, stubbornly not moving.
‘We will, beastie. I’m not going anywhere.’
‘I’m holding you to that, Cas.’
He bowed as he disappeared, and I rolled my eyes at his extraness.
Walking into my room, I grabbed the leather-bound book and my bag so we could get to work on my grimoire.
