Bits and Pieces

Day 25 - Dyed Hair

Write a scene with a character who has dyed hair.

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"Ugh, I hate this hair!" yelled Victoria as she threw down the plastic bags in her hands unto the kitchen counter.

"Hey! Always be careful with food! How many times do I have to tell you this?" exclaimed her brother from where he was seated at the dinner table, trying to feed his son.

"I wish I could just chop it all off!" Victoria continued, ignoring her brother's scolding.

"I think dying it back to brown would be less drastic, Vic," said her brother's wife as she walked into the kitchen. Heading straight to her husband, she took the spoon from him. "Thanks for trying to help, hon, but I don't think you're cut out for this job," she said as she looked at their son, Gabriel, playing with the oatmeal he was supposed to be eating.

"But the hair stylist said I shouldn't do anything else to my hair after I dyed it because it was already so unhealthy," replied Victoria with a frown.

"Well, I can't help you there," Susan said while wiping off the oatmeal on her son's face, "But I am curious on what happened this time."

Victoria sighed upon having to recount yet another embarrassing memory caused by her hideous purple hair. "A kid asked me if my hair turned like this from eating too many eggplants. And it was in front of that cute cashier too!" She moaned in fresh humiliation.

"Aw come on, that wasn't as bad as when that old lady started hitting you with her cane, yelling stuff about witchcraft or whatever," said her brother from his perch on top of the counter.

Victoria gave him a look. "Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

"Julian, go watch some baseball or something. You're not helping out at all here," his wife said with a look of her own.

"Women and their problems," he grumbled as he hopped off the counter and shuffled out of the kitchen.

Victoria sat down across her sister-in-law and asked, "What should I do? There's a high school reunion this Saturday, and I can't go like this!" She grabbed a handful of her hair and flung it over her shoulder aggressively.

"Well, you can always wear a hat if you want," Susan responded while struggling to feed Gabriel.

Victoria reached over and wiped off stray oatmeal from her nephew's cheek with a napkin. "I guess, but I doubt it's going to do much. Maybe I just shouldn't go?"

Susan gave her the same look she had given her husband. "You're going to miss a high school reunion just because of a hair problem?"

Seeing her point, Victoria frowned.

"I recommend just going confidently. I bet you no one's going to care whether you're purple or bald. The whole reason why you're going is to meet your friends again, right? Are you really going to let dyed hair ruin that for you?" Susan paused for a moment from feeding her son to look at Victoria with a raised eyebrow.

Victoria knew she was right, but it didn't help with the fact that she was going to be self-conscious about her hair no matter what. Especially since the purple was a hideous shade that made her cringe every time she stood before the mirror.

"Ugh, I'll just wear a hat then." She stood up from her chair and dragged herself up to her room, leaving Susan to look after her with a shake of her head.

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"Hey! It's been so long!"

Victoria was careful that the hug she was receiving didn't knock off the hat that was holding her hair inside. "Stephanie! It has been a long time."