Taking Out A Player

Chapter 22

Gina POV:

I got all the girls rounded up to go to the salon. We all were supposed to eat breakfast together first, but Bre didn't show. She texted Tori saying she had already had breakfast and will meet us in the lobby. I swear the lobby is our meeting spot.

Stella and I gotten better. I asked her if she wanted to go with us, but she refused. She just wanted us to have a girl's day out without her. Also she had to set up the dinner that was planned for everyone who showed up for the engagement party tonight.

Bre finally gotten down to the lobby, so we could all go. When Bre gotten closer, I frown at the bandage on her hand.

"What happen to your hand?" Mariah asked.

Bre looked down at her hand. "Oh, I accidentally hit my hand against the wall. It had bruise up a bit," Bre said while rubbing her hand.

I nodded. I think she's hiding something, but I didn't say anything. I'll ask her later. We all got in the cars and headed to the salon.

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"Gina darling," Eva said.

"Eva," I said. We walk to each other and air kissed our cheeks.

"How have you been?" Eva asked me.

"Oh the usual. Trying to stay on top," I said as I twirl around.

Eva snapped at me. "Girl you always on point."

The other girls walked behind us. Oh, I almost forgot about them. They all all looked confused for a second as they look at Eva.

"Girls, this is Eva. Eva, these are my friends," I said as Eva waved at them.

"Eva," they all said randomly.

Eva is my favorite hair stylist. I've know him for years now. His real name is Evan, but he prefer to be called Eva.  He own several hair salons, but he regularly work in here. Yes, he is gay for some of you people who are wondering.

He smiled. "Hey girls."

"Hey," they all said while waving their hands.

"So what can I help you all with?" Eva asked.

I turned to him. "We need our hair done for the masquerade ball," I said.

"The one your father is having tomorrow?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Gurl. I have to get myself together for it too, and the dinner party tonight," he said as he pat his own hair. "But Ima help get y'all hair looking good."

He walked over to Mariah. He undid the clip that held her hair together and moved his hands through her hair. "What's the dress you wearing?"

Mariah pulled out her phone and showed him a picture of the dress. He nodded his head in agreement.

"Ok girls. Follow me, so I can find each of you someone to do y'all hair," he said.

We all followed him to get glamorize. Each of us got a different person. I, we all know, had Eva as my stylist.

"So show me the dress that I'll have to work with," he said as he got his station ready. I showed him the dress that I was going to work. He smiled. "Girl, that's some dress."

"Thanks," I said as I put my phone back up.

I saw Bre and Lassie was getting their hair washed by two girls that looked like twins. Mariah was talking to some blonde that was getting her hair done as well, and Tori was flirting with some guy that was sweeping the floor. I shook my head. That girl flirts with almost every man.