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the scissors cut jaggedly across my plain brown hair, the cut strands falling haphazardly on my sink. i stop and look at myself in the mirror, contemplating the shoulder-length mess i'd made of my hair. i decide it's fine, and i eye the box dye with the smiling blonde woman plastered in front of it. should i?
i mean, it's summer before senior year, the world's changing. like, tupac literally just died a few months ago and clinton's still in fuckin' office. it's taking a turn for the worse, so i wanna change a little bit this summer to see if anything good happens. suddenly my mom comes in getting ready for her night shift.
"hija, where's my str- oh."
"yeah."
we look at each other not knowing what to say. i've had my long brown hair since i was little, so this was a change.
"it doesn't look half bad," my mom says, fingering the rough edges of my hair's ends. "termina de teñirtelo [finish dyeing it] and i'll help you even it out tomorrow after my shift at the hospital."
"ok mami. i can go to estee's party right?"
"a que horas es?" [at what time is it?]
"a las 9" [at 9]
"si, vaya y diviertase. [yeah, go have fun] and remember, do your ends first and then your roots." she smiles, looking at us both in the mirror and smoothing down my hair.
"vaya, tampoco se me vaya a cortar el flequillo [ok, don't cut your bangs either]. and don't wake your tita up when you leave"
"si mami, vaya con dios. love you."she leaves the bathroom, putting up her hair and leaving me looking at the mirror, contemplating the box of blonde hair dye.
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suddenly it's 8:30pm and the phone rings.
"aló?"
"hey biiiitch"
"anya! what's up, i'm almost ready"
"aight we'll be there in a bit, we're leaving angel's house right now. also, wear something nice, the cute skater guys that estee's friends with are coming."
"ouuu okay, i sure will. i need me a cute skater boy tonighttt!"
"that's what i'm sayinn! aight gotta go. see ya sis"
"byee"
shit.
i hung up the phone and took off the baggy tshirt and green pants that i was wearing and opened my closet doors. what the fuck should i wear, i thought it was the same people as always?
