In the morning I got up. I put on some clothes and some make up and also straightened my hair. I looked into the mirror, done. I went down and had some breakfast. Mom was already waiting for me. When we were done, she drove me to the city.
-Are you alright? said she.
I nod.
-Well, call me when you're done, said she.
-I have no money, said I.
-I'll call you then, said she.
I got out of the car and walked into a store selling band skirts. Em was waiting for me in there.
-Look at this Marilyn manson skirt, it's really cool! said she.
-Yeah, I love it, said I.
-You know what? I'll buy if for you, said she.
-What? No, you can't do that, said I.
-It's my way to apologize for not being there for you yesterday, said Em.
-There was nothing you could had done, said I.
-I know, sighed Em.
She paid the skirt and we got out.
-Tell me more about this dude, said she.
-NO, you'll got to find out yourself, said I.
We were now at the hairdresser and we went in. We started to look at pictures to see if there was any cool haircuts to do. But they all looked the same. Efter a while Em told me not to cut the hair in here. She promised to take me to another place that was better. We sent out of the store and walked for about half an hour and then we stopped at a small dark store that looked a bit scary.
-Seems to be closed, said I.
-It isn't, come on, said Em.
She walked in first and I walked after her. There was only we in there.
-Can I help you?
It was the woman working in there, she had a lot of tatooes and a hair looking a lot like a fire.
-Wow, said I.
-My friend's about to cut her hair but she has no idea of how she wants it to look, said Em.
-It's that so? said she.
I nod.
-Well, come here and I'll have a look. Sit!
I sat down on a chair and she started to look at my hair and then she said:
-You know what would really suite you? Dreadlocks.
I thoght about it.
-Yes, that sounds great, why didn't I thought about it earlier, said I.
She laughed.
-Could you also use fake hair to make it a bit longer? said I.
-Yes yes! said she. Of course.
She fixed my hair and after two hours she was done. I looked myself in the mirror and I could barely recognize myself. I was looking really cool. I paid and we went out.
-Let's go home, said Em.
-Yeah, said I. Sounds like a good idea.
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Max Green lovestory
FanfictionJen and Em is outcasts, and best friends. Jen is bullied and has been for a very long time, Em has been trough a lot in her life, things she don't want to talk about. She is also a satanist. The story starts one day when Jen sees Max. They soon beco...
