Zoey pulled her hair up into a nice, elegant bun as she looked at herself in a dirty bathroom mirror. It had been years since she had been in here, the dreaded Witches University. She has always hated walking up and down the corridors of the old castle. The school always seemed like an impossible maze to figure out, each time you thought you have the castle mapped out it would prove you wrong by mixing up the halls.<br/><br/>Zoey looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. She had tried to get all dressed up; she was wearing her favorite thigh slit, halter top red dress with lacy black stilettos. She had not done much with her make up beside a casual smoky eye that she dressed up with think winged eye liner. Zoey looked at her hair one more time, her dark raven hair was pulled back into a messy bun but one strand of hair was left out, it was a long curl of blond hair that framed the side of her hollowed face.<br/><br/>Yin yang, that was what her parents used to call Zoey and her sister, two parts of the same whole. Zoey sighed, her sister. She had not seen her in years. Zoey had been busy fight and tracking down the man that was going to crash the party tonight. It was going to be a bad reunion, but at least they would be together again.<br/><br/>Digging around in her purse, Zoey pulled out a tube of lipstick and colored her lips with dark red mater. She gave herself one last look and decided she looked good enough for getting ready in the fifteen minutes she had. Turning from the mirror she walk to the door of the bathroom and flung it open. She did not have time to handle situations lightly, even if it was just opening a door. Making an exit to her left, she walked down the hallway to the ballroom with a commanding air about her, she had no time for nonsense, she had to get to her sister before he did.