Claire POV
"Please pick the colour wisely this time. We don't want a repeat of the first time." The stylist said to Michael.
"What happened last time?" I chimed in.
"Well.... I dyed my hair this really weird color and hated it so I made her dye it again." He said blushing.
"You should dye it red." I said flipping through a magazine.
"Yeah!" He said and the stylist nodded her head walking into the back to get dye.
"What colour are you gonna do?" He asked me.
"I'm thinking about purple." I said still flipping through the magazine.
"That would be pretty." he said as the stylist walked him into the back to wash his hair.
I sat their for a while staring out the window. I saw tons of people walking by outside.
I heard the bell ring and looked at the door.
I saw Luke and one of Sophie's friends walk in holding hands.
"What the crap Luke?!" I yelled feeling my face turn red with anger.
"Wait, Claire I can explain!" He said as I got up to leave.
"No Luke. Why don't you and your girlfriend go make out?!" I yelled storming out of the shop angrily.
How could he do this to me? I thought as I was sitting my car sobbing.
I drove home not even caring how fast I was going or if I crashed.
I started driving over the long bridge to my house and thought Why not? And drove off the edge.
A/N hey guys sorry it's been so long! I've been super busy with school and softball and crap.
So i was wondering.... what would u guys think if I ombred my hair bright red like the pic above^
Love u little penguins
Abby😉
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Omegle l.h
Fanfiction17 year old Claire McJames is a social causualty. She's always had a hard time with bullies. What will happen when a few people stick up for her? Will her whole life change?
