Elsword: High school as it is.

Chapter 5

Eve felt her appearance has been getting dull as everyone else has been starting to change, still her short hair has remained ever since 6th grade, she felt that she might be left alone so she started to surf the net, get into the trends, it was a dangerous place... the internet, many things to change a person from being the smartest or the most disciplined into the laziest and the do-er of no good, Eve carefully selected her websites to visit, all the links and all the pictures she selected were 100% sure scam free until she came across this wonderful picture, meant for the hardworking, the intelligence and the serious, (refer to code: architecture) she called for Ophelia and immediately, Ophelia came through the door

"Yes, mistress" she asked

"Ophelia, does this hair suit me?" Eve asked pointing to the picture on the computer, Ophelia went near and bent over looking at the picture, she then switched her vision towards Eve then back to the picture then to Eve again then the vision of the hair on Eve started to take place, Eve started to get impatient

"Well?" Eve asked

"Ma'am I think it would be perfect for you" Ophelia said emotionlessly, everyone in Eve's household are emotionless people, I swear it would be irritating to stay with people like that everyday

"Then lets get to it, prepare the salon artist" Eve said, Ophelia stood up properly and bowed down again, then she went out to phone the lady

Eve stared into the picture for a while and hours later she had her hair done. Ophelia and the Salon mistress looked at the mirror reflecting Eve's new hair style, they both loved it but Eve felt like something was missing, was it how she felt when wearing her school uniform but she thought of wearing a long white coat that fit perfectly with the uniform but she felt uneasy, maybe she needed to talk emotionly with someone

"Are you okay, Mistress?" Ophelia asked leaning in

"Did I do something wrong, Miss Eve?" the salon mistress said sad, upset "I yield to the great one" he said kneeling down and raising his arms in a praise and worship way

"No, its not you, Im..." Eve said looking in the mirror turning her head side to side "Im not used to change" she said, the mistress stood up

"Ophelia, whoever asks, tell them Im spending time away from house" Eve said getting off the chair and removing the wear on around her neck (that prevents any hair from getting to the body)

"Very good, mistress, do you want me to join you on your trip? Take the "ride"?" Ophelia asked bowing down

"Yes but only for so far then I will walk" Eve said

"Very well"

"salon mistress" Eve said directing her attention towards the salon artist "Thank you for your time and treatment, Its really beautiful" she said being so polite that the mistress had to blush, she bowed down and reached out to shake Eve's hand, and Eve returned gratitude.

Eve went ahead and Ophelia followed, Eve told Ophelia she is going to shower just to rinse off the hair on her skin, and she went head fast

Eve in the shower was washing her hair off, she un-curled it and it was so long, up to her waist, and her petite body made it seemed like she was a child, Eve had so many problems in her own body, why she was made like that, what genetic code is this? She thought. As the running water from the shower head had completely flooded the hair she turned it off, she dried herself off and went to the mirror to curl her hair

"Miss Eve?" came from the door, it was Ophelia, "Are you okay in there?" she asked

Eve opened the door to slip her face out, "Yes" but she was frowning, Ophelia abruptly went inside the bathroom, "Ophelia!" she said as she covered her body with her towel in panic