Chapter 4: Wrong Direction (Part1)

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I set up an appointment at Chanelle’s Beauty Salon; one of the finest salons in NYC.  I scheduled for a mani and pedi plus a sew-in…this should be interesting. I walked in and signed my name in the sign in sheet and took my seat. I wanted to stay away from Tiny for a while, loneliness in there. I waited for about 20 minutes before a Chinese woman came and got me to take me to my seat.

She started on my nails while another started on my feet. The young Spanish girl working on my feet smiled up at me “Tiny Watson right?” I nodded. “You have pretty hair”. “Thanks” I smiled. The Spanish girl coughed “Too bad she’s broke up with that hottie”, she said in Spanish. I tensed, what the hell did she know about me and him.  They both laughed and I pulled out my phone.

They were both into their work and I typed in Shawn Lin in the search engine. Nothing…. I search Tiny; a whole bunch of images of T.I and his wife popped up. I rolled my eyes and typed in Watson. My Facebook pictures came up and I gasped when I seen a picture of me and him at Sophia’s ceremony hugged up. I held back my tears and put my phone down… no thinking of him…

The lady working on my hair came around and placed the packs of red hair on the table. A shock of excitement went through me, I wonder how I’m going to look… the lady finished my nails and clapped “Oh god we’re going to make you look so perfect, wherever you’re going you’re going to definitely turn heads”. I grinned “Thank you”.

They both moved me over to the hair stationed and washed and dried my hair and the Chinese woman began sewing it in.

I think I dosed off in my chair, I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder and I sat up. I looked in the mirror and screamed in my hands…I looked smoking hot. “Thank you guys”, I said in awe. “Your welcome, you look so pretty”. “OMG”, I whispered to myself. “You can pay on your card, but you’re ready to go”. I stood “Thank you so much, this is amazing”.

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I got back home and pulled out my sexy black dress and wedges heels to go with it, tonight I was going to be free and wild! I called Sophia when I was all did up. “Hello sexy speaking”, she answered. I laughed “You know damn well you have caller i.d and I’m ready to be picked up”. “Woohoo!” she cheered “Finally you come from under that damn stubborn rock of yours”. “Yeah, I’m ready to move on, fuck the past”. “That’s my the Tiny I know, look sexy and bring condoms”. “Eww thanks, bye Sophia”. She laughed and killed the call.

I went into the bathroom and applied the green contacts I bought earlier.  I looked sexy, young, and free; damn I looked like the new baddass Jessica Rabbit. I was ready to get laid again. No sex in 9 months, ugh I can’t take it no more! Before I left out I slipped on a red thong and matching bra to go with it.

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