A Team M.C.

Time For Some Change.

A/N: I'm sorry it's been so long! Last week was my first week of senior year so I've been so busy!! Please update and comment! Xx.
Blair's POV
"This is like one of those high class salons in the city!" I gaped as I looked around.
"That was the point." He laughed as he put his hand on the small of my back. "Now, come on. You can stare later." He said as he pushed me to the middle of the room where a girl, somewhere in her early thirties, was standing.
"Hi, Michael." She spoke softly with a British accent.
"Hey, Bernda." Mikey said with a smirk.
"Don't call me that, Gordon." She sassed, causing his smirk to drop.
"Whatever. Anyways, this is Blair." He introduced me.
"Hiya!" She said as she reached her hand out for me to shake. "I'm Bren."
"Hi." I smiled as I shook her hand.
"Okay, can we get this going? I do have some work to get done but I can't until I approve of everything." He spoke as he started walking towards a salon chair in front of a full length mirror.
I quietly sat down as Mikey stood next to me and watch carefully as Bren had walked behind me and started playing with my hair.
"So what are you thinking, Michael?" She asked.
"I was going to ask you that. I don't want people to be able to recognize her one bit." Mikey said as he looked down at me with a small smile.
"Hm." Bren said as she studied my face.
I would be lying if I said I wasn't at least a little nervous. It took me years to finally find a look that I liked on myself but once I had, I soon grew attached to my straight light brown hair that fell to the middle of my back. Bren walked around and played with my hair a bit, holding it up to see what length would look the best and which style would be appropriate.
"I'm thinking I'll cut her hair so it will be a little past her shoulders when curly and dying it red." She spoke.
My eyes widened as I looked to Mikey, waiting for him to shake his head or even give a simple no but to my dismay he just nodded.
"What? No!" I shouted, receiving weird looks from the two.
"What now Blair?" Mikey asked with a hint of annoyance.
"I do not want my hair red!" I said and crossed my arms.
"Why not?" Bren asked.
"Cause I'm not like dippy over there," I said pointing to Mikey. "I don't dye my hair the color of the rainbow!"
Mikey sighed as Bren just watched on. "Babe, you can't be recognized on the streets and the only way to do that is a total transformation."
I sighed and pulled at my hair a bit. "Well can't we just do a different color that isn't so- I don't know, bold?" I asked.
Mikey and Bren just looked at each other, Bren shrugged and Mikey rolled his eyes. I knew he would be the one that needed to give in but would refuse to. Stupid men and their egos.
"Michael, if my hair is that bright, I'm going to stick out not blend in." I pointed out. "Just go with a lighter color."
Mikey stared at me intently leaving me to feel rather uncomfortable. I tried to hold the eye contact as long as I could but eventually just ended up looking at my lap.
"I think I have an idea." Bren spoke up.
"Well, you're the stylist so let's hear it." Mikey said motioning with his hand to continue talking.
"How about dying it blonde?" She asked.
"Sure!" I immediately said.
"I guess that will be okay." Mikey shrugged. "Now, I have work to do so when you are done bring Blair up to my office." He spoke with authority in his voice.
"Yes sir." Bren said and began getting supplies.
I watched Mikey intently as he walked around the chair to the front and kneeled infront of me.
"Blair," He called getting me to look up. "Listen to me. I know this is scary and overwhelming but I'm telling you that after the first few weeks it's going to be a hell of a lot better than anything you've ever experience. I'll be by you this entire time and I swear I'll never ever let them hurt you again." He spoke as his hands held mine tightly.
"Thank you." I spoke.
He nodded before standing up slowly, never letting his eyes leave mine.
"I'll see you both in a couple of hours." He spoke before walking back to the elevator.
Bren hummed as she walked back over to me. "You're different, aren't you?" She asked.
"Uh-" I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "What?"
She hit the lever on the chair to lean it back so she could soak my hair. "The way he acts with you is not how he acts with anyone else. Also he's never been responsible for one girl for such a long time."
"Oh- well, he's just doing his job then, I suppose." I shrugged, honestly not knowing how to respond to that.
"Mhmm. Maybe so." She spoke.
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"Alright it's the last door in this hallway. Knock first." Bren spoke.
"I will, thank you." I smiled.
"Oh come here!" She squealed before pulling me in for a tight hug. "I'll see you soon, yeah?"
"Yeah." I smiled before waving and walking to Mikey's office.
My hair had been cut several inches shorter, dyed, and now wavy. My eyebrows were darker as well as my eyelashes. Anything that could be changed, was changed. It was weird and I felt extremely self conscious at first but when everything was done and I actually took a good look at myself, I really like the new me.
When I reached Mikey's oak double doors I stopped to listen for noise. Once I was sure he wasn't on the phone or in a meeting, I raised my hand to knock.
I listened closely for his faint, "Come in."
Slowly, I pushed open the heavy door and stepped into his office. My eyes immediately went to the giant 'L' shaped oak wood desk.
"Wow." I spoke for the millionth time as I looked around his dark office.
"I was just going to say that." A voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
"Hi." I smiled as he got up from his chair and walked over to me.
"You look-" He started.
"Weird?" I finished.
"Beautiful." He smiled as he stood in front of me.
"Thank you." I whispered.
"Hey," He said brining his hands to rest on my hips causing me to look up. "I mean it. You are so stunning, Blair."
I looked up at him to see he was completely serious. I couldn't help my throw my arms around his waist and breath in his scent. He only took seconds to wrap his arms around me. In that moment with this utter stranger I knew I've never felt safer.