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The smell of hair dye made me queasy. I was finally getting my hair dyed blonde again. The hair dresser cut my hair also. I had hair that barely touched my shoulder now.

I looked in the mirror in front of me. I was someone different. I had my curly blonde hair again. I paid the hair dresser and thanked her. I called up Wyatt to see what he was doing. I was going to surprise him.

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He gasped when he first saw me. He touched my hair and played with it before he kissed me right on the lips.

"H-holy fuck, babe." He said.

"Damn, you never cuss it must be good."

"Heck yeah!"

I laughed and hugged him close.

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