Changing

Chapter 4- Magazine

She lead me to a chair by the sink, where she tilted in back, and made my head rest on the edge. Was it painful? Yes. Did I hate this? Very much. She turned on the sink and started washing my hair and putting all this fancy stuff in it. That may not sound bad, but trust me, when water is going into you ears, mouth, eyes, and your shirt, it's bad.

She say me up, threw a towel on my head, and walked me over to a seat in front of a giant mirror. In front of it was a plastic dresser full with rubber bands, hair clips, oils, dyes, and etc... I shifted un comfortably in my seat, as she started to dry off my hair with a hair dryer. For one, it was way too hot so every time it came near my face it felt like fire. Which was a lot. After about seven minutes she put the hair dryer aside, band did something weird. She covered the mirror in a smock, and turned my chair away from it.

After that she brought out something else I couldn't see. She pressed something against small sections of my hair, mainly the ends but doing some randomly around the rest of my hair. What was she doing????? Had mom agreed to do this??? She pulled my hair back tightly with a hair clip so I couldn't see any part of it. Then she sent me to the waiting area. My mom was there sipping coffee and reading a magazine.

"Mom is it time to go now?" I asked reaching up to feel what she had done. "No, no. Don't touch your hair, were waiting for it to dry. Then we'll send you back in to finish up." She said calm, and relaxed. I sat down next to her, and leaned over to what she was reading. It was a magazine called, "Teen Fashion, how to go from unknown to known." First off, that was the longest title ever.

And second, that was the magazine all the popular girls in school read. They dressed exactly like the girls in these pictures...was mom trying to make me one of them??? Jean called me back over, and I slowly got out of my seat and trudged over to where she was. She brought out a curling iron and well..started curling my hair.

This took anther ten minutes before she was finished nearly burning me. She pulled my hair back into a tight bun, and sent me off. My mother smiled when she saw me and hopped over to pay Jean. We left with my mom waving goodbye and gossiping about something other lady named Georgia. Who ever she was.

She effortlessly climbed into the front seat, while I struggled to shove the shopping bags out of my way and close the door. When I did mom started the car and started driving to the spa. Quickly I pulled out my phone and texted Ashlyn.

Me: Ash were going to the spa now

Ashlyn: Kk I'll be there in five minutes

I smiled a real smile for the first time today, and tucked my phone into my pocket. This is finally gonna end....I hope.