One Of A Kind

Chapter twelve: School

SArrggg! When is it going to end!? I think, as Joseph's voice drones on. I've been siting here for two hours, listening to Joseph explain school to me.

"So you understand?" Joseph asks, "yes!" I answer way to quickly. "Well time to go shopping." Tristan says standing up.

"What?" I ask. "Well I don't think your 'girly girl' top is appropriate for school, and you need some clothing seeing as you can't go back to your house." Joseph answers.

"You have a 'girly girl' top?!" Tristan says bursting out laughing. "Shut up." I mumble.

"And we need to get you some hair dye. We do not want you being recognized, and a hair cut." Joseph continues.

I look down at my long curly hair that reaches just past my back side. I frown, I really like my hair.

"The things I have to do." I say shaking my head. Tristan and Joseph stand up and walk to the door we came through, I follow behind.

We walk down the long hall until we reach a door at the very end, Tristan pulls out a key and unlocks it.

We walk out side, and I feel a cool breeze on my face, it feels amazing. Trees surround us, my shoes get wet from the dewy grass. Vines hang down from the trees and tickle my face. We keep walking until I see a jeep and a road.

"Jump in guys." Tristan calls out. Joseph opens the side door for me and I hop in. He closes it and jumps in shot gun.

The car starts and we're on our way in no time. "Wow roads so busy." I say sarcastically, we're the only cars on the road for the whole ride.

We make it to the little markets after about an hour of listening to music. We all get out and I follow them to the first little market.

We walk in and I am blown away by all the clothing I see. A little old lady walks up to us "well deary one at a time." She says winking at me. It takes me a minute to process this "oh no I'm not dating ei-" I'm cut of by the old lady. "So what were you looking for today? I'm going to be here to help you. winter or summer?"

"Summer." Tristan replies trying to stifle his laughter. "Well than walk this way." She says. We walk over to a whole section over summer clothing which mainly consist of mini skirts, bikinis, and short shorts.

"Maybe this is the wrong place." I whisper in Joseph ear. "We'll just have a quick look." He says back to me.

We start looking. I go through a rack of shorts, I would rather wear the winter clothing than all this. I pull out a pair of shorts that come just above the knees made out of denim with a few holes in them. I love them, I throw them in the keep pile.

This goes on for about three hours and finally we're done. We go up to the counter with arm fills of clothing. I have to go back twice to collect it all and that's with Tristan's help.

When all of it is gone through the price checker Tristan pulls out a credit card and hands it to me, than pulls out his. And pays. I am not complaining about this credit card.

"Are we done yet?" I ask hopefully. "Not just yet, we need the hair dye. Do you want streaks? Or just one color?"

"Um just one color." I reply. "Okay let's go." Tristan says. We walk down the board walk and and make it to a hairdresser. Tristan walks up to the front desk.

"Can I please book my girlfriend in for a dye?" He asks. I blush when he calls me his girlfriend.

"Yeah sure doll." Says the woman wearing way to much makeup and looks like she stuck her head in a paint can of multicolored paint.

She walks me over to a wall of dyes. "Take your pick." She says studying her nails. I give Joseph a confused look which one do I pick? He just shrugs his shoulders.

I look back at the wall. Pink, no. Blue, not in this life time. The lady clears her throat as if to say hurry up. I grab the first one I see and shove it in her hands. I'm not good under pressure.

She leads me over to a seat and sits me down "you having a hair cut sweetie?" I look over to Tristan, he nods his head. "I want it still long but shorter than this." I instruct.

She starts cutting and I close my eyes, not wanting to see my beautiful hair hit the ground. When done she helps me up and leads me over to a sink.

I sit down and wait until this is all over. I feel the warm water on my scalp and then the blow dryer one my hair after its all done I open my eyes to see my new hair.

Jet black. Thats all I can see, my hair. I cry on the inside. I hangs in curls over my shoulders and reaches my mid back.

"Wow." I see Tristan in the mirror. "You look... Amazing." He says gob smacked. "Thanks." I mumble.

We walk out the hair dressers after thanking and paying and make our way back to the jeep.

As I click my seat belt in as I someone walk past the car. They turn around and reveals Chris's face. Oh no he can see me! I can't look away and he winks at me.

Doesn't he remember our fight at my house? Wait I'm not Kyran anymore. I'm Katy the girl with jet black hair.

"Well on our way to your new school." Tristan cheers. "Wait now? don't you have to pack your stuff?" I ask.

"Already in the boot." he replies. "Oh and we bought you your make up kit while you were having you hair done thats in the boot to."

I groan inwardly.

Five hundred kilometers later we make it to my new school. It's huge but beautiful. I see hundreds of students entering the double doors in front of us.

"Last stop." Tristan calls out. We all hop out of the jeep and make our way to the boot.

Tristan opens the boot and I see all my clothing, and a huge suit case. he stuff my clothes in the suit case and grabs a pink box, which I assume is my make up kit.

I drag my suit case through the double doors and go deaf when I hear the loud chitter chatter. I almost fall over three times from people knocking Into me but finally make it to a table set up at the back of the room. A woman in her late thirties signs you in. She looks up at me "name?" "Kyr- Katy." I catch myself.

She nods and hands me a folder. I get pushed out of line by the next student. And meet a waiting Tristan with his folder.

I look inside and see a room number 105 floor two. and my class schedule. Also a name next to my room number "Rachel Cabler." and then my name "Katy Lasen."

I hold up my schedule to Tristan. "Is this my room mate?" He nods. "Well better go and find my room." I say walking away. I find a stair case and start walking up when I reach floor two I start at door seventy six and make my way up until I find room one hundred and five.

I find a key in my folder and unlock the door, it's empty guess my roomie Hasn't arrived yet. First dibs. I pick the bed closest to the window, just in case.

I put all my luggage down and make my way back to the door to say goodbye to Joseph. I walk out and close the door. I turn around and see a familiar face.

Chris looking right at me and smiling.

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