*Y/N's POV*
It was now the Friday before the dance. Mina sat you down in your room.
"OW." You whined.
Mina smacked your hand away. She continued to aggressively part your hair.
"OW, MINA. THAT SHIT HURTS." You yelled, placing your hand over your scalp.
"SIT YO ASS STILL." Mina yelled, slapping your hand with the comb again.
Your hair had been blow dried and oiled, yet it was still difficult to part. Mina was being heavy handed as well, because your grade of hair wasn't soft.
"YOU DOIN IT LIKE MY MAMA, STOP." You cried out, placing your hand back.
Mina grabbed your wrist. She started slapping your palm with the comb.
"STOP." You yelled.
"GET YO GODDAMN HANDS OUT THE WAY I'M NOT GONE ASK AGAIN." Mina yelled, refusing to let go of your wrist.
After she finished slapping your hand, she continued raking the comb across your hair.
Mina had been in action during the mere hour after school let out. She was working fast, but your scalp felt as if she had been torturing you for hours. Unfortunately, your braids weren't going to get done by themselves.
"Maybe if you brushed this nappy shit out every once in awhile, I wouldn't have to be so bad." Mina growled.
Jirou opened your door.
You looked up at Jirou. "Save me." You mouthed. Mina grabbed the brush and hit you on the head with it.
"No. I just wanted to hang out with you guys. The boys are busy downstairs playing Bakugou's new Xbox in the common area."
"Don't mention that cursed name to me." You growled.
Mina slapped your head again.
"I also just wanted to stare at your dress. You better hope Shinso doesn't steal it." Jirou said, walking to your closet.
She opened it. You turned your head to take a look. Mina snapped it back into place.
"The more you keep moving, the longer it's gonna take. I'm almost done sectioning it and then we can start braiding."
Jirou hummed.
"What?" You asked, glancing from the corner of your eye.
"I saw Ururaka and Todoroki walking around at the mall with a shirt the same color."
"Oh Lord." Mina sighed.
"OH SO THAT'S WHAT THAT WAS ABOUT, HUH?"
Mina sighed again.
"I'm confused." Jirou said nervously.
"I thought I was just buggin' when we were at the mall. Ururaka was obviously trying not to be seen. She was on the phone with Bakugou."
"Ok?"
"She's trying to take Bakugou as her date. And matching with him. She obviously asked Todoroki for money to buy that shirt, because Bakugou doesn't like shopping and SHE doesn't have the money. She's using the color I CHOSE to try and outdo me." You speculated.
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