Sammie was sitting at the table when I woke up.
“Cassie!” he cried, when he saw me.
“Yes baby bother?” I smiled at him.
“Can you cut my hair?” He begged.
“Now why would I do that? You know I love your hair!” I cried.
“People pick on me at school” was all he said.
And that was all he needs to say, I went into Dad and Carina’s bath room and pulled out the scissors a comb, a wet cloth and a mirror. I dragged Sam out into the front yard, in this moment, I wish so much that I could pick him up and spin him around like I used to do, But he has gotten so heavy since he was seven.
I made him sit on the grass in front of me, looking at his beautiful blond hair that just brushed his shoulders, I was going to regret cutting it but I was the only one who could do it.
“Now dear sir,” I said as I placed the mirror in front of his face “what would you like done today?”
Sam smiled brightly and said “Can you do a… Umm-“
“If you say Justin Beaver Haircut, I think I’ll cut you,” we both laughed.
“How about a Reece Mastin Cut?” he suggested
“I’ll do my best, but we won’t have the feathers” we laughed again “Why would a nine year old want a Reece Mastin haircut?”
“Because it’s cool” He giggled “seems legit, huh?”
“Hmm hmm” I sighed as I began hacking at his hair, I brushed some hair forward over the top of his head and left a sort of side fringed and cut the sides really short, trying to get as close to his idols haircut.
Are you afraid he is gay? Lilium Asked me.
No never I thought harshly back at her.
He likes things you would like she said innocently
That’s because I raised him I screamed back
No it’s because he likes boys she giggled sweetly
Shut up I screamed louder in my head
I snipped I too big a bit piece of hair at the back of Sam’s head
“Shit,” I said to myself .
“What? What happened?” Sam asked frantically
“Nothing baby” I said as I disguised the hacked piece of hair with a long bit
After twisting Sam around and snipping at him every now and then to be still I was finally done it was a good enough haircut considering I’m only 15 and have no hairdressing experience. Sam snatched the mirror off the ground and looks pleased into the mirror admiring his big sisters work.
“You need to wash your hair Cassie”
I grabbed a piece of my hair and looked at it, my hair was getting pretty gross I washed it last week and used the last of the shampoo on Sammie.
“Want to go on a secret agent missing to get some Toothpaste, shampoo and conditioner?”
