Do You Remember ? ( Beau Brooks )

Airport Times

I'm here.

At the airport.

3 hours early.

Life's being a shit hole right now.

It's once again been 2 days since I've talked to beau. I've text him yeah, I mean hey I'm using my old SIM card again because I think I was dying inside from the despair of having no one around me.

I must of walked around the airport like twice when I came across a hair dresses.

Well.

What else can I do ? Right. I mean it's only hair, It will grow back the worst they can do is cut it off.

So I took the chance.

I walked in. And put my carry bag next to the chair. There's no one else in here everyone's obviously in a rush to catch there flights, and then there's me.

' welcome welcome, come in, take a seat ' a woman ran to me and said pulling me to the large chair Infront if

Of a large mirror.

' and what can I do for you today ? ' she asked me politely

' well I was just outside with a couple hours to spare, so I thought, I should have a change before I went away '

I explained to the woman and she agreed happily.

Currently I have plain long blonde hair, it's been this way since I can remember, it's never been any different apart from when I've tied it up or wacked it in a bun on the top of my head.

' so I was thinking, you should put a different colour on there, make it different unique, and maybe cut it a bit ? I don't know your the hair dresser ' I giggled.

If I'm honest. Dying my hair is something I have never done before, maybe I should of, tried different styles in my life.

' I can picture something that would look great on your hair miss, please sit back and enjoy your hair make over '

And there I did as she said.

I've been here around a hour now, and my flights getting called soon I guess

' almost done miss ' she chirped behind me

' there you go, you look perfectly outgoing, I can see you as this type of person ' she said again

I turned around as she cut the last part of my hair and looked in the mirror.

I'm shocked, when I told her to dye it I was expecting like brown or. Ginger maybe.

But this was purple, not a dark purple a lightish purple that was done perfectly all the way around my hair.

The back was trimmed so it now wasn't as long, and round the front near my face was done again perfectly so it flicked out.

It was over all perfect

' Urm, do you like it ? ' she asked me on her tip toes

' yeah it's beautiful ' I sang and I jumped up and give her the money she previously asked me for

' have a nice flight ' she said as I walked out.

I have to admit when I first walked out I got some weird looks from people I've never seen before in my life.

Fuck people ?

Right ?

It's my life ?

Yes !

' flight 1735 to Melbourne, Australia to boarding area 2 please ' I heard a voice boom out across the airport, so much louder than Melbourne's airport.

I boarded the plane, and again.

Off I flew