Chapter Two
The shop was amazingly full, I made my way towards the lockers and got started. "Riley! Thank god." Sam, my co-worker, exclaimed. She was rinsing the hair of her customer.
"What happened in here?" I asked her, acting shocked and scared. She laughed.
Sam looked at me, sweat buds on her forehead "Claire had to got to the hospital." she answered me back in a monotone.
I got a customer and told her to sit down as I was preparing the stuffs i need "Because...?"
Sam shrugged.
" Any style you want Ma'am?" I asked giving her a smile. She was pretty, about thirty-ish, and a long brunette hair.
"Just layer it darling." She spoke from behind the Sugar scape magazine.
"Got it." I gave a friendly grin, tying my hair in an elastic band. I cleared my throat, preparing myself for the small talk I was advised to do. "Wow, your hair is beautiful." I exaggerate.
She gushed, "Thanks darling, but do you see Vanessa Hudgen's waves? BEAUTIFUL. I wish i could have them."
"You know, you can." I said, halting my mid-air cut. "It frames your face nicely."
" You can do that? Oh. thanks darling." she seemed truly excited, and so i gave her a gentile smile. "Are you a fan of the boy bands nowadays?" the woman randomly asked.
"Uh, I'm more of a Backstreet Boys fan." I told her.
"Well, do you know that boy band One Direction? My daughter just LOVES them." I nodded barely listening, but didn't ignore her.
" ... and their next tour is here!" she exclaimed., " How jolly!" What? Who the heck uses 'jolly'? Santa Clause? You know what erase the thirty-ish let's go with fifty-ish.
" Aah..." Just to tell her i was-wasn't listening. " Will you buy your daughter the tickets?"
" Why of course!" Oh. What now?
"I'm gonna have to wash and rinse, ma'am." I informed her.
One Direction hm? Interesting.
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