Girl Almighty 》afi

Chapter 2 ▪ This Is Why I Don't Socialize

"How was the yoga?" Courtney asks, snipping away at a clients hair. When we do argue, things don't remain awkward for very long.

"I don't think it's my cup of tea." I chuckle at how uncomfortable I was yesterday. "Maybe I'm just not meant to relax."

Courtney laughs and then shrugs, "Well, it was worth a shot."

"Did you at least talk to anyone? Make any friends?" Maisy asks from the front desk.

"Well... not by choice."

"What's that mean?"

"I was harassed into conversation." I joke. Ashton was very nice, but I knew what he was doing. I'm not that gullible. I'm alone, and I'll probably stay that way forever despite Maisy and Courtney's efforts. My priorities lie solely on Elle, and she's all I need or want.

"I almost thought you two knew him and put him up to that, as much as he was talking to me." I add with an innocent laugh.

"Him?" They ask in unison and I automatically groan.

"A male can't talk to a female without it being anything more than a conversation?"

"Maybe he was into you." Courtney tries.

"Well I wasn't into him, and besides, I'll never see him again anyway."

"You're impossible." She sighs, turning her attention back to the customer in her chair, all finished.

I take a seat in my chair, seeing as the salon is little dead today. The doorbell rings, indicating that someone has walked in right as I'm sitting down and I sigh. The one thing that sucks about doing hair for a living is that you're constantly on your feet.

"It must be a walk-in, no one has a scheduled appointment for another hour and Julian's on his lunch break. I'll get it." I offer.

I make my way to where Maisy is greeting the customers with a polite smile. It's completely normal to have walk-in customers, but my jaw hits the floor when I see who it is.

In front of me stand two gorgeous and tall men - one of which I'm already a little familiar with.

"Blake, it's nice to see you again." Ashton grins at me with the utmost innocence. I am completely speechless, so instead of waiting all day for a response, he just talks again.

"This is my good buddy, Calum. We need haircuts." Calum gives me a small smile when Ashton introduces him, and even though I don't know him, I can see the hint of mischief in his eyes. 

"Ashton Irwin and Calum Hood!" Courtney squeals and I wonder how she knows them. And why is she so excited? She's never mentioned them before, has she?

"Yes ma'am." Calum chuckles at the shock on her face.

"Wow." Is all she manages to get out in response. What? Why are they 'wow'? I don't get it. She shakes off her excitement to return to a professional demeanor.

"Calum?" Courtney smiles at Ashton's friend, summoning him to her newly open chair. She did that on purpose, I know her well enough to know that. It didn't take her long to figure out that Ashton is the 'him' that I met in yoga yesterday. She wanted me to be stuck cutting his hair. I wouldn't have minded cutting his hair if I wasn't so creeped out by him showing up here. There's no way that this is coincidental.

Calum follows Courtney eagerly, sitting in her chair with a look on his face. I can't identify the look, but something tells me that he, nor Ashton needed a haircut today. I'm still standing here in shock, so I decide that I should go ahead and snap myself out of it now.