Everybody in this world is one of three colors brown,blonde,or the occasional red head. Ever since I can remember my hair has always been vibrant blue. It has never faded and I have never dyed it. The only reason I can think of is that it is my shampoo. Mother says that i should change it to brown, but i prefer it to be this color even if people look at me differently. My old friends used to say that I should match my hair color to my outfit, but I always thought that was to common, so I try not to match always. Along with my leather jacket i was thick glasses and Chuck Taylor's. Nothing else us comfortable to me. I have never worn a dress or straightened my hair, unlike many other girls. It has just never appealed to me, I think pf its as ironing your hair till it sizzles off. Everybody worries about there appearance and well I really don't care how I look. Like I said before i have never dyed my hair and i don't intend to.
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Complicated
Teen FictionA girl, Sam Strider has a complicated life. Sam has always been on her own even during school. Now she is 35 and looking for a job. She meets a dashing man who she becomes very friendly with. She is starting to become more friendly to others around...
