Change- Niall Horan Fanfiction

Makeover

A week before school starts 

Alexa's POV

Today was the day I take Maddie to get her "New Look". I'm taking her to my favorite salon that does amazing layering and coloring. I just want them to give her something more. 

Maddie's POV

Today is the day I've been dreading. Why did I agree with this? Ugh. My sister is taking me to the salon in town the get some layers added and adding color to my hair. Who knows what else she has planned for me. My mom said she could do whatever she wanted as long as I didn't hate it too much.  

When we get to the salon, I walk in and see a bunch of chairs and woman wearing black aprons, some holding scissors cutting different lengths of hair. 

We walk up to the desk and tell them my name and they immediately take me back to a chair and tell me to sit down. The lady asks me to take my hair down and glasses off. *Sigh* Here we go. She puts a black apron thing over the front of me and runs her fingers threw my hair. She starts cutting underneath my hair. Doing the layers I guess. 

She's finally done chopping away at my hair. She walks away and comes back with a dish full of what looks like something gross but its just hair dye.  She puts the cold liquid on my scalp and then the rest of my hair. I hate how it feels. It's like shampoo but thinner and smellier. She spreads it all over my hair and scrunches it with her hands making sure that every piece of hair is covered. She lets it set for about 30 minutes then carefully moves me to the chair with the sink. I gently lay my head back and let my sticky hair fall into the sink. She turns on the warm water and lets it run over my hair to rinse out the extra color. She then puts a color sealing shampoo and conditioner on it and washes them out.  Then she moves me back to the chair and blow dries my hair and brushes it. When shes done, she teases it a little and turns me around. Surprisingly, I love it. 

My sister pays the lady and we leave. She then goes and picks up my contacts I haven't worn since 6th grade. I put them in in the car and put my glasses in their case and look at my sister. "Damn girl, you look hot!" she said to me. Then she said something under her breath, "Mack is gonna love you." Mack? Who's Mack?