A/N : Hi readers! This is ktamil! This is my very first story and I am very excited! if you liked it, leave me a comment! I like criticism! Vote, too! NO GHOST READERS! I DON'T BITE!
It was an early saturday morning. The morning was beautiful and my day was just beginning. There were so many thing that I had to do, but first stop was breakfast.
"Ma, Make me some breakfassssttt.....", I whined while plooping onto her bed. "Girl, I gave birth to you. Can I get some breakfast? Can I get some turkey bacon and eggs? Can I get some grits? Lorddyyy, chile!" Here she go. I pouted at her and then stomped my way to the kitchen. I'm hungry, so I guess I'll be making breakfast this morning.
"Ma, I made breakfast!", I yelled from the living room. I made my plate piled high with pancakes, cheese eggs, grits, and turkey bacon. I outdid myself this morning! "Ameena, this looks good!", Ma complimented me as she made herself a plate. "Don't forget you appointment with Kori today at 11! Do you know how you want your hair?", my ma asked me.
I already knew what I wanted to do to my hair. I stopped perming it about 8 months ago. When I was younger, my hair was chemical free and it stopped in the middle of my back. I don't really remember when I felt the need to perm it. Ma was always against it, but she let me go ahead and do it. Now, i wanted my hair back. 8 month ago, my hair reached my neck. Today, it was past my shoulders. I know exactly how I want it.
"Girl, did you hear me?", Ma said while stuffing her face. "Uh, huh ma. I know. You're gonna love it!", I said. "I better with all the money I'm spending on this appointment....Kori ain't all that, I could've wet set it my damn self...shit, charging a damn arm and a leg...", she muttered as I cut her a dirty look. This was important to me. It was my senior year of high school. I wanted something different. I wanted to look different. It was new. Change is good, right?
A little later.....
Damn, I can throw down! After I ate, I showered and found myself mentally preparing my mind for this decision. I was gonna do it. No bitching out. I updated my Twitter and drove to Upscale Hair.
"Change is inevitable"
I arrived at the salon and was greeted by the ever so graceful Kori. Kori was one of those flaming hot lady boys. He was flamboyant and so outlandish. I loved him to pieces. He has done my hair ever since i permed it. Throughout all the haircuts, dyes, and relaxers, he has been more than a stylist. He gave me confidence. When I left his chair, I felt beautiful. I felt like a fucking covergirl. As soon as I would step out of that salon, it was like paparazzi were stalking me and all the guys were clocking me. I felt sexy. I felt gorgeous. I felt like a woman.
"Kori, I wanna do something different! All this hair been weighing me down....it's time for something new!", I exhaled. "Girl....don't tell me it's what I think it is! I am not cutting all this pretty hair off! Uh uh!", Kori almost yelled. "Kori, look. I want this. It's just hair. It'll grow back!", I yelled back. "Girl....ok. If you say so. You can work it, though. You got that face! You can pull it off, boo!", Kori encouraged.
This was it. The change is underway...
