Mead, Richelle - Bloodlines 02 - The Golden Lily by Mead Richelle

Author:Mead, Richelle [Mead, Richelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Dating & Sex, Friendship, Social Issues, Fantasy & Magic
ISBN: 9781595146021
Amazon: 1595143181
Publisher: Razorbill
Published: 2013-01-08T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

THE DAY OF THE DANCE, I seriously considered going back to the costume store and buying the flammable white costume.

Lia’s dress was… a bit more than I had expected.

She had done a fair job copying the chiton style worn in ancient Greece, I’d give her that. The dress was sleeveless, pinned at my shoulders to drape into a neckline lower than I was comfortable with. The dress was floor length, and she’d somehow nailed my height perfectly without measuring me. That was where the historical resemblance ended. The material was some sort of silky, flowing fabric that draped around me and showed my figure better than you’d expect a dress like that to manage. Whatever the material was, it was nothing the Greeks could have produced, and it was… red.

I couldn’t remember the last time I’d worn red. Maybe when I was a child. Sure, the Amberwood uniform variations sometimes had burgundy in them, but it was a subdued shade. This was a brilliant, flaming scarlet. I never wore colors that intense. I didn’t like the attention they attracted. Amplifying it was the amount of gold she’d worked into the dress. Gold thread danced along the edge of the red fabric, glittering in the light. The belt was golden too—and not the cheap plastic of the costume’s. The pins holding the dress were gold (or at least some high quality metal that appeared gold), as were the accessories she’d provided: a necklace and earrings made of little coins. She’d even given me a gold comb with little red crystals on it.

I tried it on in my dorm room and stared at the glittering, red display I made.

“No,” I said aloud.

Someone knocked at my door, and I grimaced. It would take forever to change out of the elaborate dress, so I had no choice but to answer in costume. Fortunately, it was Jill. Her mouth opened to speak and then just hung there in silence when she saw me.

“I know,” I said. “It’s ridiculous.”

She recovered herself a few seconds later. “No… no! It’s amazing. Oh my God.”

I hurried her into the room before our classmates could see me. She was also dressed for the dance, in a fairy confection of pale blue gauzy material that looked perfect on her willowy Moroi frame. “It’s red,” I told her. In case it wasn’t obvious, I added: “I never wear red.”

“I know,” she said, wide-eyed. “But you should. It looks amazing on you. You should burn all your gray and brown clothes.”

I shook my head. “I can’t wear this. If we leave now, there’s still time to go by the costume store and get something else.”

Jill shook off her awed state and took on an adamant, fierce look that seemed kind of extreme for the situation. “No. Absolutely not. You are wearing that. It’s going to blow your boyfriend away. And you should put on a little more makeup—I know, I know. You don’t like anything crazy, but just darken the eyeliner and put on some lipstick.

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