Leeroy

Chapter 6

Leeroy's P.O.V.

Mrs. Ross's brownies were delicious, but I could tell when we walked in that she was suprised to see someone like me here with her daughter. Blakely is going to start with my hair. I've been wanting to cut it, but I just didn't know what would look good.

As we make our way to her bathroom she points to a chair for me to sit in, although it was very girly, it was very comfy. As I'm sitting there, I see her pull out the scissors. I'm kind of afraid that its going to hurt, but how should I know? I don't even remember my last haircut. Plus my hair doesn't grow fast at all. She starts cutting my hair, but I don't feel anything different other than its above my ears. Goodbye hair. Oh well, she knows what looks good.

"Okay your hair is cut perfect. But have you dyed your hair? It doesn't look like its a natural color?" I totally forgot when I was pushed into a bucket of bleach last year until now.

"Yeah, I was pushed and my hair got bleached when I fell..."

"How did your hair randomly get bleached when you fell?! I've fallen a lot and my hair is still this stupid color." She grabs a piece of her beautiful brown hair and looks at it with disgust. How can she not see how incredibly perfect she is?!

"I was pushed into a bucket of bleach..."

"I'm so sorry that happened... Lucky for you I have a 'R Dye' which almost instantly turns your hair the color of your natural hair color!" Man she really cares about this... I wonder why...

"Blakely!!!" Her mom calls.

"Be right back, and when I'm back I'll probably be able to let you see your hair!" She says with an excited smile on her face (again dimples and freckles are deadly) and runs out and downstairs.

I hear a familiar voice at the door... Harry's here.