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~Emma's POV~
“Hey Emma! How do you want me to style and dye your hair this time?” Marisa says.
“Hey, I just want purple highlights.” I say as I look in the mirror at my blond and black hair. I think it’s time for a change.
“Okay, I will be right back. I am going to go get the different shades of purple to show you.” She says.
“Alright, Marisa.” I say as I look around the room. The walls are black with pink and purple glow in the dark paint splatters and she has emo band posters hanging on the walls. Marisa owns a small hair salon.
“I’m back. Which shade do you want?” she said while she holds out the pallet with about five different shades of purple, which are lined up lightest to darkest.
“Hmmm…I think I’ll get the forth one because is dark and it goes well with the black in my hair.” I say.
“Ok, so why don’t you go out with Kelvin? You know you like him, he’s a very hot emo guy, and he’s like your best friend even more so than Amy is.” She says with a grin on her face. She is always trying to get me a boyfriend. The thing is I already have one.
“Yes, he is my best friend but I doubt he likes me like that and I have a boyfriend, right now. I can’t think about other guys like that. Kelvin and I are just friends.” I reply. In the mirror, I can see myself blushing but I turn away trying to hide it from Marisa because if she picks up on it I’m never going to hear the end of it.
“He likes you but whatever. If you don’t think so it must be true. Because everything you say or think is true.” She says sarcastically. “You have to leave the dye in your hair for 20 minutes and I need to call Amy back really quick. So I’ll be right back.”
“What did Amy want? Didn’t she move?” I say very confused.
“No Emma, she went with her mom to help her move and settle in. Then she is coming back. She wants a haircut before she sees anyone. I told you she would be back.” There were a few things Amy and me had in common. One was her parents were divorced and we were left with our dads. Our dads had girls over all the time. All the things we had in common just made us better friends.
“Thank god she’s back. Tell her I said hi and I will call her later tonight.” I say excitedly as I pull down my sleeves once again and watch her walk to the back room. I look at the timer 15…12…8. The time passed so slowly.
***
“Hey I’m back. Seven minutes left. How has your week been so far?” she asks.
“Pretty good.” I say. Wait, she is looking at my arm isn’t she. Man I cannot pull my sleeves down now she’ll now I am hiding something. Shoot, I feel the heat rushing through my body. I don’t know what to do.
“Wait! What happened?” she says.
“Oh that it’s nothing.” I say trying to act like it’s no big deals.
“No! Emma what happened? Please tell me. How did you get those bruises?” she insists pointing to my arms and neck.
“It was nothing. I just fell out of the tree where I hang out with my friends.” I say trying to play it off.
“Those are pretty bad. Are you okay?”
“Yeah I’m ok…it doesn’t really hurt…it’s no big deal.” I say.
“You sure? You need to be more careful you could break your bones.”
“I will try but I’m a klutz remember.” How can I lie to her, she’s like my older sister. I can’t tell her what really happened. I can’t tell anyone. I can see in her eyes that she did not fully believe me.
“You’re lying.” She says.
“Marisa, I’m not lying. By the way, did you dye your hair?”I say as the timer goes off. Thank you, stupid timer.
“Fine, let’s go wash your hair and yes I did.” I say. Her hair is a pinkish black color and her bands are long. It looks really good on her but I like Amy and my bangs better.
***
“Thanks I got to go home. It’s getting late. So, I’ll see you later this week maybe.” I say getting up from my chair.
“Okay, bye Emma. Be careful I would hate to lose you.” She says.
“I’ll try but you know me. I hurt myself a lot.” I think she can see the sadness in my eyes and can sense that I’m scared.
“You have my number, right?” she says as she grabs a paper off her old wooden desk.
“Ummm…” I grab my phone and look through the numbers. “Is this it?”
“Yeah call me if you need anything and I mean anything.” She demands.
As I look around the room for my answer I notice in the fills of those who came, that Carly’s name was in there. We have not been very good friends since I started dating Ethan because he is a jock and she refuses to be around him. I think I should go to her house tomorrow night to see if she is still my friend because I really miss her. I’ve known her since I was five.
“Yeah sure I’ll call you.” I say after a few seconds.
“That’s not very positive. Is it, Emma?” She says.
“Whatever I got to go. I’ll call you if I need to.” I say walking to the door quickly.
“Bye.” she says.
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Life Hurts (this book is being redone)
Teen FictionHow much would it take for you to hate your life? Well for Emma her life seems to be getting worse and worse. Her mom went missing five years ago, her dads an alcoholic and is very abusive. Will her life get better when she meets Jade? Can Jade cha...
