Beautiful Imperfections

One

Oh hey! I'm Pearly....you know those nice curly red haired girls. Trust me I've always wanted to dye my hair black but people kept telling me that it's a rare gift and all those shit.

So, I just styled it my own way. Now, I watch people admire my hair. Thinking of reducing it's length though. Okay, people say I'm really pretty,cute,beautiful and got a wonderful smile.

Alright, truth is, I'm very aware of these but I don't believe cause I have friends who meet me for relationship advices and I give them the best advices. Where am I heading at? I'm that prettiest friend who is very single and lonely but have bunch of friends having relationship drama and fun. Worse part is they come to rub it in my face by telling me every bit of fun they had with their boyfriends.

Sooo what can I do? I've gotten used to it already.

Everyone knows me as the single red haired girl, Pearly. It's fun sometimes cause in parties I could flex as I want and flirt with all the taken boys but also sad when everyone is pairing up and I'm just on my phone you know,plugged in. Well, I also have other things occupying me eek I have college stress to think of sooo not fun but it's time consuming.
"Hey Pearly, what are you doing?"

It's Janie. My best friend. Trust me, she has a lot of guys wanting her right now and she's as confused as anything. I told her to keep calm and choose the guy who'll treat her best.

"Nothing. Was waiting for you to end the discussion with Kelvin."

She smiled. "Oh he's just getting his bag. He's walking us home."

"Ohh" My face is expressionless but I'm like noooo whatttttt not again. Someone help meee. Lemme brief you on how this will go down. Kelvin would walk us and then say few things to me and then drift back to the main reason. He'd play with her on the road, tell her sweet things and ask me questions about her and play with her or even carry her making me an obvious third wheel. Duhhh not happening.
"Uhh Janie, I'll just see Mrs Duffiney before heading home." My guardian.... in university...I completely get you.

"Why are you meeting her ?"

"It's been a while."

"How about your hair cut? You wanted to do it today."

"Uhmmm....." I am seriously looking for an excuse now.

"Janie." Kelvin called. Kelvin's really hot. I don't know why I'm not so lucky in this aspect.

She turned and said 'I'm taking care of Pearl.' He nodded and headed towards us alright kill me now. I wasn't going to give in cause I wasn't ready to feel as lonely as ever so I just....
"Okay I've got to go"

"But...."

"Byeee gurll" I said quickly and walked away. I began to feel bad instantly like what if they took it personal and then I turned to see them kissing as if they really wanted to get rid of me. Fam! I haven't left the class yet. Not even a 'no pearl don't go. I can curve kelvin for you'. Not even in my wildest dreams.

"Oh well" I said. Welcome to this wonderful life of mine. So great... I could console myself any better.

I walked out of the class and headed for the salon. My hair was already looking really messed up. When I mean haircut I don't mean low cut. My hair is long and really full and has lot of curls so if it's left anyhow without care I'd look really unkept like a pill popper lol. Oh well, the salon wasn't really far from my school. I could walk the distance.

As i walked I saw alot of handsome guys but it felt like none of them were checking me out. I never understood what I wasn't doing right soo maybe I'm anti-being-loved or anti-attracted-to. That's what has been keeping me if not I would have become a lesbian or killled myself.

Fuck that nonsense of what you believe for yourself is what will work for you. When I believed all the boys will be under my feet where was that saying, huh?

I opened the door to the salon too hard and Jackson noticed me. That's the owner of the shop. I gave him a wink and observed the shop. It wasn't filled up but there were four really attractive guys.

Jackson was working on one of them and the other three were on their phones.

One of the three was resting on the wall and he's black but damn attractive. The other two were sitting.

I took my seat close to Jackson infront of the mirror, the only person I knew anyway. I wanted to get my phone but then I remembered that 'shoot your shot' saying. Oh yeah, I was going to do that.

I checked out the one that was getting his hair cut. He was too busy talking with Jackson so nope not him.

Then the black guy...hmmm....he looks like the most attractive. He should be a player so....naah...I'm looking for love.

My eyes drifted to the brown haired, who was one of the two sitting, and he caught me. Oh shit! I went straight for my bag and got out my phone.

".... well, you could trust Pearly, my gee. She's good at it." My ears just joined the conversation between Jackson and the guy he was working on.

"I'm sorry what?" I looked at Jackson who made the statement.

He smiled. "Ain't you good at it?"
"Good at what?"
"Rocking the parties." Okay, I didn't state this earlier but I'm a mad person when it comes to parties. I gave him a grin with a reply. "No, don't exaggerate it."

"I've not even started exaggerating yet."

All ten eyes on me now. I had the upper hand so I'd use it wisely. I rose my shoulders. "You'd give them the impression that..."

"Oh, I've got it already. Why don't you have freckles?" The brown haired asked and I was disgusted. "Eww what?"

"Girls with red hair have freckles." He answered boldy.

"Except this one."

He smiled. "I like that."

Damn player.

Jackson scoffed. "Eyy, what do you like?" I've always felt like Jackson liked me but no not my hair stylist. Those were the types that usually liked me. The nerds, the low lives...I shook my head. Jackson shouldn't spoil my market.

"A red haired that likes to party." The guy sitting beside the brown haired said. Let's call him black haired cause his hair was black.

Jackson shook his head. Funny how I just realized that the guy getting the hair cut was blonde.

I cleared my throat. "Uhmm... for the record my name's Pearly." That red haired stuff started to get me sick.

"Cool name." The blonde said and his hair was done. Finally!

"Well thanks. Now, can I have my hair done?"
Jackson answered. "Oh yeah."
I stood up waiting for the blonde to get up and then the black guy said
"Since you so much love parties why don't you come party with us this night?"
I looked up and his eyes were pleading for a reply. I nodded and he smirked letting his dark cheeks form dimples. Shit!

Ayy guys. Let's vote and make this girl happy. What do you think about pearly? There might be some mistakes cause it's not properly edited.