Girls Play Boy Too

Chapter Fourteen: Purple is the new black

Elliot's POV (the girl)

"Beep Beep Bee—" My alarm clock rang right before I threw it across the room. It hit my bathroom door with a loud bang before falling lifelessly onto the cold hard floor.

"Shit," I hissed as I pushed myself up. When I lifted the covers I was instantly met with coldness which only got worse when my feet came in contact with the floor. It was so cold I jumped up almost hitting my head against the ceiling.

After debating wether or not I should go shower or just go back to bed, I decided to do the former because I really needed to pee and plus I was already awake because of the rude awakening the floor decided to give me, so might as well get it over with.

After counting to ten I jumped off my bed and ran to my bathroom chanting, "Cold! Cold! Cold! Cold! Cold!"

When I got to the bathroom I quickly did my business before stepping into the shower and turning the tap to hot. It hit my body furiously as I washed my body with my grape scented body-wash before rinsing off and washing my hair with the matching shampoo.

I quickly finished then wrapped my body and hair in separate towels before stepping out and over to my closet.

I decided to wear black high waisted shorts and a navy oversized hoodie with a matching beanie that had 'Don't touch my food' imprinted on it and finished the look of with my white and black Jordan's. I placed my clothes on the bed before going to my phone to see that it was already 07:20

Shit!

I ran back to where my clothes lay and quickly got dressed. I left my beanie off because my hair was still wet and ran back into the bathroom to brush my teeth. When I took the towel on my hair off I noticed it was now a light shade of purple. Weird

I shrugged before going to my dressing table to dry my hair. When I plugged in my hairdryer I looked at my mirror only to stop and stare wide eyed at my reflection.

My. Hair. Was. Purple.

I rubbed my eyes to see if I was just imagining it but to no surprise I wasn't. My hair was purple, my hair was fucking purple!!!

Who the fuck did this?!

'Oh I know El that's why I'm going to return the favor'

The word of George came rushing into my mind as I remembered the events of yesterday night.

That little bitch!

I ran to put my shoes on, plans on blow drying my hair long forgotten as I raced down the stairs in search of George.

When I got downstairs I saw the living room empty so I ran into the kitchen only to find mom sitting by the counter drinking coffee.

When she noticed me, more like my hair, she burst into fits of laughter enraging my anger even more.

"Where's George!?!" I demanded.

She pointed at the door with a smirk on her face. I narrowed my eyes as I approached the door swinging it open with so much force I was surprised it didn't fly off its hinges.

Just as I stepped outside I saw George and Fred speeding down the road with their boards. As if sensing me, their heads snapped towards my direction and smirked before turning and continuing to skate to school.

I flipped them the finger even though they were long gone and stomped my way back into the house.

I glared at mum as she quietly giggled before running back up stairs to finish getting ready with the little time I had left.