hair color // n.m

four

isabella's pov

i pushed the door open and looked throughout the waiting area. there were no chairs taken, so i knew that it'd be easy to get my hair re-dyed.

i looked up at the reception desk and saw nate again. he looked kind of bored but had a fake smile on his face.

"hey, you." i joked, nodding my head towards him.

he turned his head towards me and slightly waved. did i seem too pushy?

"hey, isabella, right?" he asked as he ran a hand through his hair.

i nodded and made a weird face.

"ok, well i think you can just go into the washing area, because there really isn't anyone here." he sighed.

"yeah, i probably will, thanks."

i walked to melissa's chair and saw her smiling at me. i sat down and draped the cape-like thing over my shoulders, as to not get the dye on my neck.

"sooo, i see you met nate again." she laughed, already knowing where my hair was faded.

"yup, he seems nice, i guess. he's hot, don't tell."

i pretended to be an elementary school kid and giggled with a hand over my mouth. we both laughed and continued talking about him.

"you're lucky, bella. he's single, mark told us a few weeks ago," melissa said, referring to nate's dad.

"well, i'm definitely not making the first move."

i laughed a little and peered my head out to the reception desk to see if he was listening.