Frozen heart (mighty ducks fanfic)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

After chatting with Renee our food finally arrived. I cut my waffles and Renee was telling me about my hair color.

"Well, blondes are in now and I was thinking that you could dye your hair." She said.

"I could deal with it, I was a blonde as a little girl." I said then I put a piece of waffle in my mouth.

"Great, then I'll take you to the Paul Mitchell salon after this." She said. I smiled and continued to eat my waffles. Then I started to think about Dean and my flirting. What if he now thinks that I like him? I got lost in my thought and then I was snapped out.

"You okay?" Jasmine asked. I just nodded.

But then Dean popped into my head again. With his tallness, those broad shoulders and tan skin. I bit my lip at the thought of that.

"Ooh, she's got that lovey dovey look in her eyes." Elsa said. "Who's the lucky guy?"

"I umm I-" I started to stutter. "Rick." I blurted out. They all gushed.

"Ooh la la I heard he has the hots for you." Jasmine told me. I already knew that.

After we finished Renee and the other women picked up the check. We stood up collected our things and walked down the stairs.

I saw the Ducks across the street, again. It was almost like they where watching me.

The door was opened for me and I walked out. Elsa and Jasmine where behind me. Then I placed my leopard sunglasses on and walked to the car. Our driver was standing by the door and he opened it for Elsa and Jasmine then it was me.

I stepped in and sat down on the leather. Renee sat in the front next to the driver and he pulled out of the parking space and we started to drive towards school. I guess we are dropping off Jasmine and Elsa.

I watched as bikers and people walked the streets. Then we made a left towards the schools road. We drove up and parked. Elsa and Jasmine both got out.

"Bye." I said as they got out. A wave came from both of them. Renee got in the back so she could talk to me.

"So darling." She started as the car sped away. "I have a friend at Paul Mitchell that would love to dye your hair blonde." She said.

"Alright." I said. "Are we going semi or?"

"Yes, Actually we are going semi." She said.

I just nodded and I watched the cars go by. Personally, I didn't want my hair to go blonde, but what ever.

After fifteen minutes we arrived at the salon. The door was opened for me and I stepped out. Renee was in front of me and we walked in.

Then a man with blue hair, glasses, and a black collared shirt. (Tyler Oakley.)

"Renee darling!" He squealed and hugged her. I stood and watched all the other hair dressers transform their clients.

They spoke and he looked at me, then he walked over. He ran his hands through my locks then walked over to Renee. "I will make her look fabulous!"

He grabbed my hands and pulled me towards the wash station. A towel was placed around my shoulders and I sat in the chair and leaned back. My head rested on the place designated for my head to go and then he turned on the sink.

Water was poured on my hair and then shampoo was rubbed in. I sighed at the fact of getting my head massaged. Next was more water.

Then a soft conditioner was placed on the ends and roots of my hair. Soon that was washed out and a towel turban was on my head. I walked over to his station and I sat down. He removed the towel and brushed out my long hair.

    "When was the last time you had a hair cut?" He asked.

      "Umm I'm going to say about last year." I replied.

   "Well, I think we should cut five inches and your manager Renee told me we are going blonde." He said as he took out his scissors.

     I nodded. He then started to layer and cut my locks. Then he thinned out my hair.

    "Okay, so you have beautiful hair but we are going to make it even more beautiful." He said as a woman came over with a tray with blonde hair dye and a brush.

     A woman with a bunch of fashion magazines came over and handed me some. Then he started putting the dye in. I got really anxious but I trusted him. The cold substance made goose bumps appear on my arms. Then soon he was done completely with my head.

    The dye had to settle in so I waited for ten minutes.

I looked out the salon window and saw men, women, and children walking the streets. They where all laughing and actually being social. Growing up on a estate you rarely see anything like that. I was quite nice.

    "We're ready for you." A woman said. I walked with her to the back of the salon and she sat me down in a chair with a sink. She told me to lean back and she washed out the dye.

     Then she put a glaze in my hair and told me that it will it have to settle in for a few minutes. I nodded and walked to the front.

   She set the timer for five minutes and I spent a good amount of time looking at fashion magazines. Soon the glaze set and I was ready. They washed out the glaze and blow dried my new blonde hair. I looked 100 times different.

"You like?" He asked.
"I love!" I said as I hugged him. I looked like Barbie it was so surreal. Now all I have to do was show everyone my new hair or maybe I could pass as someone different for a day.