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I send it straight to voicemail ignoring his call. Does he really think I was going to answer his call? Does he think that I am just going to accept his relationship? What is wrong with this boy? Why can't he be like the other guys that dump you and just leave you?

"Is he serious? Calling you right after we just saw him with that girl? It's like he expects you to accept his relationship." Hilary fumes as I drive home. "You should do something that would really make him mad."

Hilary and I start planning and I turn around since we were already at Hilary's house by the time we got the bright idea. This is going to be perfect, like no one would expect it. This is going to be amazing. Pulling into the parking lot we walk into the salon stylist that my family uses a lot according to Hilary. Standing in front of the salon, Hilary drags me inside before I can change my mind.

Once inside the young girl at the reception desk looks up at us and immediately calls one of the stylist to the front. A lady that has a slight tan to her skin and long silky black hair walks up to us. "I finally get to meet the oldest daughter of my favorite client." She pulls me into a hug and then greats Hilary the same way. "So Hilary are you getting your hair done?"

"No Winter here is getting her hair done." She leads us to her station and sits me down in her black swivel chair that has a ceiling to floor mirror.

"My name is Raleigh. Wo what are we doing to this beautiful hair." Raleigh seems to forget about us as the brushes her fingers threw my hair. "Are we cutting it?" I freeze at the mention of cutting. I am not cutting my hair.

I only ever get a trim other than that I don't cut my hair. "We were thinking of dying my hair."

Raleigh looks at it and nods her head. "You would look good in like an ombré grey color." Grey? That would make me look old?

I do not like grey. Before I can speak Hilary beats me to it. "I was thinking of a blue color. Since Winter loves the ocean so much. Do like a ocean blue."

"I like that, but why dye such beautiful locks of hair?" Hilary and I look at each other deciding on which one of us is going to tell the story.

In the end I did. "My ex boyfriend loves my hair and he's parading his new girlfriend around everywhere so what better way to get back at him then to dye my hair." Raleigh looks at us for a while then smiles.

She walks off and comes back with the chemicals to dye my hair. "So I had to chance to search this boy and there are pictures of his girlfriend." She turns my chair around and I guess dose my hair with the chemical because my head seems to be really heavy all of a sudden. "It gave me the idea to do this." My chair is turned back around and on my head is a red wig.

"I really hate the color red." Ever since I was little I have had a strong disregard for the retched color. It is just a very unflattering color that I choose not to be seen in.

Raleigh sighs and takes the wig off of me. "I still think you would look good with the grey. You have to trust me with this." It's not that I don't trust her its the fact that I would look like an old lady.

Hilary tells her to give up and the both of them head to the back only to return shortly later with a brown wig. "Here is this since Hilary got on her knees and begged me for this wig. So I guess the color we are dying your hair is the teal blue ombré?"