Chapter 5

Steven’s point of view:

My parents were anything but lovely to me, I had always been the outcast of the home, my brother had businesses worth millions of Dollars, and my sister like Jane, was a model. Then me, I had always been a fan of uniqueness, you know having something unique about you and then falling in love with it.

I always had a different sense of fashion, and to a family who was an icon of fashion I was too much of an embarrassment. Leaving home for New York was one of the hardest things I had ever done.

But I know I really have to calm down concerning things like that, my money was stolen, same as my identification, I had nothing.

“so, where is your passport or anything, like a means of identification, do you have any?” asks the lady about to take care of me, so yes, I had already been given a place to have my bath, brush my teeth. And I have already had my change of clothes.

“I need you to look at yourself in the mirror, your stylist will be here any second, I need you to tell him what you think would want your hair to look like”

My eyes are already shiny now, their normal coffee brown, and my teeth. I need to check them, again so I know I wasn’t dreaming when I saw the white, I slyly open um my lips and truthfully enough it was white, oh and how happy am I.

“here is your copy of the contract” Shirley says as she drops the piece of paper on my lap.

“you have to go through it”

I nod my head yes, and smile back at her. It felt like she was really happy for me, every single time.

“you could check out the various styles here”, she gives me a catalogue, “just make sure you get to choose something that will suit you” after a while of staring at the hairstyle catalogue, I decide to give up on staring, I would just let the hair stylist choose whatever he wants to.

“it didn’t work Shirley” comes Mrs. Sophia’s voice, she looks back and forth between I and Miss Shirley.

“there’s still bad comments on twitter, people are gradually losing interest in our brands.

what are we going to do”

each word that comes out of her mouth comes with venom, as she stares at me, through the mirror.

“let’s go somewhere else Sophia” Shirley says, as she leads Sophia outside the dressing room.

Oh yeah and good news for me though, I have a condo now, and according to the three-year contract, I will soon have a car.

Courtesy of Mrs. Sophia.

Looking at the mirror I am able to know when the hair stylist comes in, he smiles at me, his smile looking genuine, thank God for that. I smile back at him, then he nods at the lady who has been standing over me for a long time now.

“get out that catalogue I think I know which will be better. Just a normal, shaving of the sides will do, his hair is already as curly as they come. So, no stress, he’ll have to manage them with the hair products I would give to you” 

He smiles at me, and then nods at the woman as he drops his box, he opens them and gets out an apron.

Flapping it he smiles at me as he covers me with it.

“shall we begin then?” he asks.

**

If you ask me though I wouldn’t know how will explain how my life changed in like three days. From homeless to living in a modern condo, from no fame at all to having like 20,000 followers on Instagram, and I have a car, and now I smell nice.

And I feel like I blend in this prestigious place. I already have a manager, who holds a couple of my schedule, but one thing I always have at the back of my mind is the fact that I know this contract can be terminated any time, so with whatsoever little respect I have I act like I’m a servant around here.

I am sitting on a chair in one of the offices, well the one which belongs to my manager, which so happens to be Shirley, her smiles makes me feel like I am at home, drinking a cup of hot chocolate.

“Shirley could you uh...” I look up at the person talking, her fragrance already letting me know who, before I could even look up. Her mouth forms an oh, and her yellow hair this time is styles in a loose bun kind of way, making her look natural and mature.

“I didn’t know you’ll be here, steven Hunter” she nods her head and is about to leave when I muster up courage.

“Miss Jane” I call.

She looks at me and fakes a smile, I know because they don’t quite reach her eyes.

“yes, you called my name”

“could we maybe talk some other time, you know, like if we could speak, alone, or, you know just get to know each other, and maybe become friends”

She smiles up at me and then shakes her head.

“you know Steve I have to commend you for your courage, its beautiful, but with all due respect no. I mean I respect you and all but, no so it doesn’t get mistaken by anyone” she looks at me like she’s trying to ask me if I understand her.

“you understand me, don’t you?” she’s still smiling. My mind is already soaring with Joy, I mean here I am making a conversation with Jmac.

“yeah, I get you, and I am happy you just said a few words that aren’t out of spite to me, I really do appreciate.” 

“not a problem, I mean I am human after all, so why won’t I say a few words to you”

“thank you so much Jane, I really do appreciate”

“ill catch ya later Steven Hunter”

With that said she leaves me and them walks out of the room, leaving her fragrance everywhere in the room.