"No! NO NO NO NO NO!!" I yelled, "It took me four years, count it, FOUR YEARS, for this hair to grow!"
"And would you rather have it burned off infront of everyone?" Adrian asked.
"But...I...burn...crap." I said feeling light and dizzy. I looked over behind me to see both of the twins with each hand on my shoulder.
"Relax." Said Erick.
"Calm down." Derrick said.
I nodded, "Okay..."
"She's calm." The twins beamed. Derrick picked me up and threw me over my shoulder. I just traced circles on his lower back.
"Okay let's take her before she freaks out again." Adrian said.
We walked towards the car and got in. We went to the closest town (which was an hour away) and found a small barber shop. The owner was a scruffy old man whose mustache was white.
"Sorry, but I only cut men hair." He said in French.
Adrian started to respond, "Not even for an extra hundred dollars. We're kinda in a rush and all you have to do is crop it."
He crossed his arms and shook his head, "Nope, I will not do it. But my wife will." He went to the back of the shop and out came an old gray headed lady.
"Hello and welcome!" She said. She saw me and went to a chair, "Sit sit! We must cut your hair."
I smiled and sat down. "Um I don't know how short it's supposed to be."
"Cut her hair to her ear and make choppy layers." Nate said (in French), "Or maybe we should have it like a drill sergeant."
"First recommendation is better." I said, "Goodbye hair."
The lady nodded and started to cut away my hair. She went and turned on the T.V. she started to flip channels until all she got was static. She left it there and started to cut my hair.
"Uhh what's with the static." I asked in English.
The boys shrugged and Nate just ignored me. Adrian on the other hand was concentrating at the TV. All of a sudden three little kids around the age of seven came out from the back. They stood next to each other staring at me. I started to smile trying to ignore the uneasiness that they were giving me. I moved slightly and cleared my throat. The boys were all into the static now and didn't notice the children.
"Nate...Erick...Derrick...Adrian?" I squeaked. They did nothing. Not even a glance.
There were two girls, both blonde, and one brown haired boy. The boy was in the middle. He opened his mouth. I froze with fear for all I saw was rows and rows of teeth. They were all around the inside of his mouth. His eyes became black and bottomless with no eyes. His face became hard with scars all over them. I cringed when I saw this. It personally hurts me when kids look like this. They're suppose to look care free and innocent not like some death monster.
"Uhh...hi?" I asked.
I felt a sharp object press against the side of my neck.
"If you move I will cut your neck and you will die right now." The old lady said evilly.
"What are you talking about?" I asked. I would love to move but the sharp object is pressed rather hard on the side of my neck.
The girls came and were at my sides. I tried to move my arms but they were strong little critters!
"So what's your name?" I asked.
They just stared at me. They didn't even blink! They looked at the lady behind me. She nodded slightly (there was a mirror infront of me). The little boy opened his mouth again and I saw all his sharp pearly whites. He jumped and made a hissing noise. I moved my body down and kicked him. He fell back but landed on his feet. I felt warm liquid fall down my neck...oh Dragon...I cut myself didn't I?
