The Lemon Meringue Boy

Part 11

After about an hour or so, Pacifica told me I needed to take a shower to wash the bleach from my hair. She left the room and I stepped into the glistening glass stall. I never understood clear showers. I always felt so exposed. 

As the warm water ran over my shoulders, I caught a glimpse of my bangs hanging limp and wet in front of my eyes. I was amazed at what I saw. I liked it. The water glimmered as it poured over my snow white tips. The thin rivulets shaped the thin strand of hair to a spike, giving the impression of a melting icicle. I bunched my hair to the front to see the rest. I looked like a science experiment. 

After the smell of bleach had left the shower, I slid open the door and stepped out. I pulled the plush towel that had been used for protecting my clothes and wrapped it once again around my bony shoulders. I dried off my arms and legs with a few hasty swipes. When I got to my hair I wrapped the towel over my locks and shook it out as best I could. Water droplets flew everywhere, spattering the countertop and speckling the mirror. I hung up the towel and looked at myself in the vanity. 

My pine bark colored hair was spiked into a raging hedgehog impression. The end of each quill was capped with pure white. I got dressed again in an orange shirt and my favorite shorts. I grabbed a comb from the vanity drawer and headed out of the bathroom to Pacifica's bedroom. I went in and Pacifica looked up from her phone.

"God, Dipper! When did you get so HOT?!" I tried not to show how caught off guard I was by that question and mustered up as much swagger as I could. Pacifica set down her cell and got up to inspect my hair. 

"Looks great. Now we can start with the blonde dye!" She picked up the bottle and took a step toward me to take me to the bathroom again. Much to my embarrassment, I instinctively brought my hands to my hair protectively. Pacifica looked confused. "Are you okay?"

"Definitely! Definitely. I was just wondering if we could... keep it like this?" Pacifica gave me a condescending glance and nodded.

"Okay. You can look like a snowshoe hare in autumn if that's what you really want." I nodded. I was acting like such a baby. But damn, my hair was awesome! 

We sat on Pacifica's bed a little longer and talked about some other stuff. Random chit chat. More pointless flirting. When I finally looked up at the clock it was five thirty.

"Oh man! I have to get back to the shack, it's been six and a half hours! Gosh darn it Pacifica,why do you have to be so fun to talk to?!" she shrugged and smiled. 

I got off the bed and turned to leave. I reconsidered a moment then spun back around and bent down to press a kiss against Pacifica's forehead. "Bye." I smiled and turned again to walk out the door.