The Next Morning

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12:34 am

Bella came down into my room, she woke me up to ask if she could sleep with me. I nodded moving over, she crawled into my bed with her stuffed animal and she closed her eyes, starting to cry. I gave a sheepish smile, wiping her tears not speaking.

Before school...

I tucked Bella back into her bed as Kade pulled up to the house. He honked and out i went. I plopped down into the front seat of his car.

"Dude, are you seriously not going to fix your hair?" Kade asked i pulled down the sun visor and looked into the mirror. I shrugged.

"It's fine." i stated now resisting the urge to run my hand through it. My hair was all sorts of wild, it was crazy and in my face. Unlike yesterday when i had worn i styled with my bangs brushed to the side. Kade dropped me off at the school. I ran into Maria and Dylan by the front entrance. They were talking casually, until i entered the school. They both started acting like complete buffoons. I walked over to them just to make them stop.

"Why does your hair look like you just woke up?" Maria asked

"Well, Isabella stayed in my room last night, scared or something. I was already half asleep when she asked. I tucked her in rather than do my hair." i stated shaking out the mess on my head causing it to be fluffier. A hand came down on my head. I glanced back, Eli was playing with my hair, happily in his own world.

"Huh? Elijah, what cha doing?" Maria asked

"Playing with his really soft hair." Eli stated.

"You never played with my hair." Maria stated defensively, crossing her arms.

"Your hair wasn't soft." he said plainly. Maria scoffed and walked off.

"No, you're just really gay." she snapped. We watched her storm off. I don't know why i was expecting him to recoil and apologize.

"I see she's still upset about that." Dylan sighed

"Oh well." Eli said plainly. "Aren't you going to, i don't know dunk away."

"For what reason?" i asked glancing back at him. Both boys just stared at me in a questioning way. "You've met my moms!"

"Right. We did." Dylan said

"Did you have product in your hair yesterday?" Eli asked running a second hand up the back of my head. A chill ran down my spine.

"Yeah." i stated "i usually have product in my hair."

"Interesting." he said "Dylan feel his hair."

Eli removed his hands from my hair and Dylan placed his hand on my head.

"Why is your hair so soft?" he asked removing his hand, i turned facing them.

"Every other day i switch from 2in1 stuff to shampoo and conditioner." i stated plainly.

"Why?" Eli asked messing with my hair again.

"I like having soft hair" i said plainly.

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