Dreams and Wishes

Disguise

Taylor, Austin, Mom, and Dad still haven't come for me. Whatever the reason, I'm happy about it. It's Friday, so I have to go to school. Unfortunately. I cannot stop thinking about going to Flame Records. It's all I've ever wanted to be known for my talent.

I put on aqua skinny jeans and a black sweater, then army boots. My eyes pull over to the mirror, and I study myself. I look closely at my long brown hair. "Why am I so plain?" I wonder aloud. "I think it's time for a change..." I continue.

I go into the bathroom, and pull scissors out of the drawer and chop off my hair until it is at the base of my neck. it looks much better. Satisfied, I go to the bus stop. Surprisingly enough, Chrissy isn't there. I guess she thinks I'm still on tour.

About 5 minutes later, the bus arrives and I take a seat next to Claire. "Hey I thought you wouldn't be back for a while?" she asks. I shrug. "So what, you just left?" she asks again. "Pretty much," I say, and Claire laughs.

I am glad to see Claire, Sophia, and Winnie again, but I can't stop worrying about what my parents and siblings are thinking. Then in 3rd pd., my phone rings. It's Taylor.

Taylor's POV

*A/N I'm rarely going to do Taylor's POV so yeaaaa*

I have no idea where Natalie is. Neither does my mom, but she says it's my job to find out, since it's kind of my fault she ran off. I dial her number, and surprisingly she picks up.

"I'm hangi-"

"No you're not Natalie. Where are you?"

"Why would I tell you?"

"Because everyone is worried sick!"

"So?"

"So, tell us where you are!"

"No! You'll come after me, Taylor!"

"Fine. Be that way, Natalie." I say, and hang up.

I sigh and put my hand to my head. Then an idea pops into my head. I call up my friend, Annie, who is a tech genius and master if disguise.

"Annie, can you, um, stalk my little sister?" I ask hesitantly.

"Sure...i guess so. Do you know where she is?"

"No, but I just called her, so maybe you can track the call..?"

"Alright, I'll be over in 10," she says, and hangs up.

Natalie's POV

After Taylor hangs up, I just ditch school. I know she's going to send someone after me, so I have to get somewhere else. I am stopped in the office.

"And where are you going?" asks the woman.

"Umm..I'm sick." I say.

"Okay, and where's your excuse?" she continues.

Dammit. "I'll go get one," I sigh, and head to the nurse.

An hour later, the nurse is convinced I am sick, and I am sent home. If I don't want Taylor's person finding me, I have to get in disguise. There is a hair salon a block or two from my house, and I stop there.

"Can I help you?" asks the woman at the counter.

"Yea, I want to get my hair dyed," I say.

"Wonderful, what is your name?"

"Natalie Swift."

She types into her computer. "Okay, in 10 minutes you're up!"

I take a seat in the waiting area and skim a hair catalogue. Eventually, I am called.

"What color are you dying your hair today?" asks the hairstylist.

"Um, like a hot pink?" I say, completely off the top of my head.

"Ok, we'll have to bleach your hair, since it's so dark."

"That's fine."

And two hours later, I have pink hair.