Moving On

Chapter 4

"So do you love it or do you love it?" Heather, the stylist, asked as she raked a comb through my hair for the billionth time.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Mhm, sure."

Kathleen and Katherine looked at me with widened eyes for some reason.

"Sure? You usually have more personality behind your opinion. How do you really feel about it?" Kathleen asked.

I shrugged my shoulders a second time. "I didn't want my hair cut so much but I guess the 'V' cut looks okay. As far as the color goes, I don't see much of a difference. It was black anyway, now it doesn't look as dull as it was. Still black though. What's done is done, it looks a'ight."

"Dear that is what blue black does to the hair. Makes it look a billion times better. That's what I do to hair. Make it look a billion times better."

I looked at Heather. "Oh? And what the hell is that specifically suppose to mean?"

"I work miracles up in this place honey. On every head that I do." She looked me up and down. "Every one."

"Miracles my ass! All you did was put dye in my hair and cut it. Big damn whoop! I could've did that shit at home for like five dollars. What you need to do is work a miracle on that shit on the top of yo damn head. With yo oil' fifty shades of blonde lookin' ass. That shit ain't cute, just makes you look dumb as shit. I never understood how a beautician can do everybody else hair but have theirs looking a damn hot ass mess."

I got up and walked out of the salon. How dare that bitch try to insult me! Kathleen asked me how I felt about my hair so I voiced my opinion. I'm so sick of people thinking that they can speak to me any type of way.

I sat my ass on a bench to wait for Kathleen and Katherine. I'll be waiting for a while, because Katherine was also getting her hair done.

I pulled out my phone to check my messages. For the most part they were from Tristan's bitch ass. I took his number out my phone and all, but I memorized it.

He keeps talking about how sorry he is and how he wants me back and shit. In a way I am glad that I'm not in the same state as him right now. I couldn't stand the pain or anger of being face to face with him. Or Gianna for that matter. This whole time I thought they were both real, but they've probably been wanting to get together since the day I introduced them to each other. The more I think about them lil' sneak dissin' ass comments Gianna would put on Facebook, the more I feel betrayed. They probably couldn't wait until I got out of the damn picture.

The same way Gianna got Tristan could very well be the same way she loses him, so she better be careful.

I know Gianna isn't sorry for what she did to me. If she was she wouldn't have posted more pictures of her and Tristan on Facebook. She also wouldn't have posted a bunch of statuses towards me on Facebook. I'd be just as petty as she is if I argued with her though, so once I saw all that I just started deleting everything that has to do with her out of my life.

At first I felt like moving out here was the end of the world, but it's not. When my circumstances changed I was able to see where people's hearts was really at. I guess change isn't as bad as I was making it out to be. I should at least try to tone down my attitude so I can try to make the most out of being here.

As I sat there, minding my own business, someone came and sat right beside me. Of all the benches out here they could've sat on, they chose to sit right beside me.

I looked over to see a chubby, light skinned female sitting next to me. Well, I'm assuming she is a she. She has on plain jeans and a plain shirt. I kinda think she's a stud.

"Yo ma wassup?"

"I'm not ya mama."

"Fine-" she smirked. "Wassup beautiful? What's ya name?"

"Kameryn."

"Kameryn? How do you spell it?"

"With a K. Duh." I rolled my eyes then tried to focus on my phone screen.

"That's cute. I'm Samantha but I go by Sam or Sammy."

"Congratulations."

"Thanks I think." Her cut up eyebrow raised. "So I think I ain't never seen you around here before. You must be new?"

Since she clearly won't leave me the hell alone, I shoved my phone in my pocket then folded my arms across my lap.

"Just because you haven't seen a person around don't necessarily mean they new. I am, however, new to California. And before you ask, I came from Georgia. I am here at this mall with my mom and sister. I'm single. And no, you will not be getting my number."

I thought for sure that would make her stand the fuck up and walk away, but instead, a dimply smile came on her face. Eww, I bet she's enjoying this.

"Damn ma why you so feisty?"

"I'm not nor ever was pregnant, therefore I am not any one's ma, mom, mami, momma, mother, or mommy."

And she STILL didn't go anywhere. Some people don't take signals too well I see.

"So who hurt you?"

"Hurt? Who said anything about being hurt? I'm not. I just don't like being called anything other than Kameryn or Kam. I also don't appreciate the game you call yourself tryna run on me. It's not cute."

"I just saw you sitting over here alone looking sad so I figured I'd come keep you company." She put her arm behind me. "A fine girl like you don't need to be so mean. I ain't gonna lie, the attitude is sexy as hell though."

Damn, way to be straight forward. I would be straight forward too and cuss her ass out, but it isn't worth it. I said I was gonna try my best to work on my attitude problem.

I must admit that I have NEVER been hit on by a female like that before. My ex friend used to give me compliments here and there, but she was being nice. She didn't actually want me!

I don't even really know how I feel about girls. At one point I was bi curious... but... well that doesn't matter. My reaction to Samantha would have been the same even if she was a guy though.

I stood up and walked back over to the salon. Luckily, Kathleen and Katherine were walking out the door.

"Who was that guy you were talking to?" Kathleen asked.

"Oh, Kathleen that wasn't-" I shook my head. "Forget it. I don't know it was a random person."

"Oh okay. I wanted to give you time to cool off before I asked you what's wrong with you sweetie. You seem upset and it seems like you have been all day. I am surprised that you even came out with us."

Today has been a long day. From almost beating Katherine's ass, to finding out about Tristan and Gianna, to being hit on by a female.

I'm surprised she even bothered to ask though. Maybe she isn't as snooty as I thought she was.

"I'm just having a hard time adjusting to the changes in my life. I'll be okay."

She put her arm around my shoulders then kissed my head. "You're right. You will be okay, change isn't always an easy thing to deal with. Especially not the changes that you've had to go through."

Wow she might not be that bad after all.

"Thank you Kathleen."

"Ah it's no problem. Now come on girls, let's do some shopping."

If she keeps on acting like this, and if Katherine continues to be quiet, this day might end nicely.