Corny Collins Hairspray Movie Novels & Stories

The final scene is about to start, Colin wraps his arms around Kourtney's waist and kisses her. Since Kourtney was a little uncomfortable with this scene, the director asked her to take a break and touch up her makeup first. Colin's lips were about to touch Kourtney's when suddenly a buzzing sound came from not far away. Focused on the drama, Colin didn't pay attention to the noise, her eyes just staring at Kourtney's lips. Suddenly there was a pain, what was going on? A lot of wasps flew over and kept attacking Colin.

The hair was still matted and a disaster, but it looked better without the wet fabric hanging from in. Kia returned as Jackson chucked the mask toward the trash can. He missed. She rolled her eyes and tossed it in herself. “Got the spray. You just spray it on the knots. Not that hard.” Jackson looked at the bottle. Unscented detangler spray. He shrugged and sprayed at the first spot he’d tried to comb. Wren jerked, then froze. “Whoops. I’m going to spray this a couple more times on this spot and see if it helps.”

Ten years later. BRIELLE “Ayeee, look who's already looking like a vice president!” Silvie cheered as I stepped out of my room in a red power suit with killer black kitten heels. My hair had been styled in an intimidating intricate chignon, and my makeup had been done to perfection. Basically, every part of me screamed, hell yeah, I've been waiting for this position my whole damn life! I twirled gracefully as I blew her a kiss, reached for the cup of coffee she already had waiting for me and then plopped down on the couch beside her.

If I moved carefully, nobody would even get a glimpse at the bruises. “Hold on.” She waddled away and came back with a massive golden can of hairspray. She undid the small gold buttons around my cuff, sprayed my wrist in sticky hair product, and refastened the buttons, then did the same on the other side. “Works better than any double-sided tape.” I’d not even considered double-sided tape, but Janice made it sound like it should have been obvious. “You look amazing,” Daphne sighed, her voice sounding clogged.

Every vampire in our academy including us used mortal cosmetics and shampoos! ‘’Clairol Herbal Essence. That’s what we use.’’ I reply. Jennie’s eyes grow big in surprise. She looks on embarrassed. ‘’That’s what I use as well!’’ Isabelle replies and raises her hand for a high five. ‘’Don’t you use the same as well Jen?" Jennie felt humiliated. It wasn’t the smell, she was jealous of Erica’s dark blonde hairs. Erica had the most beautiful hairs among us all. And right now, Jennie couldn't stand the beauty. I guess?

Kiara laughed. "So there's a new romance movie that just came out and I've been dying to see it." Kiara pouted. "Fine, I hope it's lame." Shelly grinned, folding her legs. "It's titled nerdy glasses." Kiara giggled. "Ooh, nerds are lame." Shelly laughed glancing at Cindy. "Not you though." Cindy huffed as Kiara connected her flash drive to Shelly's curved screen TV. Shelly focused with rapt attention and fascination as the heroine started the movie. She had freckles, glasses, and bangs! She reminded her so much of Cindy and she stifled her laugh.

The requirement for their hair was to be in a low bun, pony, or pinned back, neat but out of the way. The problem was Poppy’s hair was curly and unruly on the best of days. She had probably a hundred Bobby pins and at least two bottles of hairspray keeping her wayward locks tamed and in the low bun required for the night, with any potential fly always smoothed back tight against her head. Poppy was pretty certain that, shy of a hurricane, her hair would not move. She was not looking forward to trying to take this hairdo out after all was said and done. It would most likely mean a long hot shower to loosen the hold of the hairspray. Also, it was giving her a bit of a headache being pulled

I smile at him, and he nods grinning. “Honey you’re a natural beauty, your skin is flawless. You don’t ruin a masterpiece by covering it up.” He says, touching my chin gently. Henry sprays my hair with hairspray and smiles when I cough a little. “I keep telling him he’s going to kill someone with the amount hairspray he uses, but he never listens.” Marcus scolds him, and I giggle.

“How much older?” “Just a little bit.” Realizing I was not going to give out much of his information, she decided to focus on finding me a dress. I ended up putting on a black dress. It was simple and short and I could only hope Damon didn’t find me slutty. To spice things up, as said by Priya, I put on a red coat as well as red heels and didn’t bother with much makeup. With some mascara, eyeliner, and red lipstick, I was ready to go.

“Suit yourself. I like hanging out with the company, too. To unwind, even just for a moment, with my hectic schedule. By the way, when’s your next shoot for the movie with Fourth?” “Next week,” I replied, reaching for her loose blonde hair. I even smelled it... it smelled really good. She looked at me with curiosity. “What shampoo do you use?” I actually asked. I liked the scent. “Oribe Gold.” “Ah... I should buy that for Demetri. The shampoo he uses smells terrible,” I said, just as I noticed Antonia approaching, carrying the spicy chicken barbecue I had requested. “Señorita Snow, here’s your order,” she said with a smile, gently placing the tray on the table.