Cute Volleyball Hairstyles Easy Novels & Stories

I whisper to myself, not being able to keep the smile off my face. Quickly, I put on a black thong to match the dress, leaving my breasts bare, knowing the dress has cups of its own, and start to work on my hair, straightening, pulling out knots and trimming out excesses. After a few minutes, my hair still falls down to my ass, and it looks really boring and wimpy, so I take a bold step and cut half of it, leaving it just above my shoulders. I trim it till it's straight and sharp, looking really different, but classy. New hair, new identity.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not teasing you." Yet he smirked playfully. "I'm just asking, who would dare to judge the Luna of Moonlight Claws?" "Anyone. Duh!" I said sarcastically. He tapped my head like a dog but I quickly moved my head away. "Don't ruin my curls." I frowned at him. Vilka fixed my hair for almost an hour. She curled it and put some sprays plus hairpins to make me look so classy with curly, volumised hair.

I find a pair of folded black leggings in my drawer and a sports bra in another drawer. I glance in the mirror, and I am pleased with how well I look. You might think I am conceited, but I am not. I do not think of myself as better than anyone else. It is just a matter of fact. My blonde hair is down to my waist; I have beautiful curves and am about 5'7" tall. To achieve the ballerina effect, I've put my hair in a ponytail and then twisted it in a bun. My ballet shoes are at the gym, so I am not wearing any shoes now.

I smirked, finger quoting the last three words. "Well, I am almost falling in love with you in that dress and I am definitely not into girls. So if you are looking all yummy to me, trust me Christian would definitely eat you up. Makaila, you look smoking hot." Rita said and I couldn't help but laugh. "Well, I can't wait. By the way have you decided on hairstyles. You and I know am old fashion." I shrugged. "Well I was thinking we shouldn't go all fancy. We have had our hair all straight through out. Why don't we curl it. Curling it would be really beautiful, especially for a long and full raven hair like yours." Rita said.

she sighed as her hands grazed the photo “Just look how messy his hair is in this photo, his blue eyes like those whom have seen the far ends of the sea, as light as an early morning sky, although crinkled at the corners because of his big bright smile, it was probably from amazement when he hit the volleyball and it went off their imaginary court. That hard core jaw, wickedly square and sharp, the plump lips and that chiseled chest just dying to be seen in all its glory as it sticks out of his wet shirt, his biceps doing some really crazy things to me”

Diandra nodded and smiled looking at the blonde through the large glass in front of her. "Your hair is very nice, you never introduce chemicals to your hair so I won't use very harsh chemicals. Your hair is straight and long, the black color is a little dull so I guess I'll just trim it down a bit, maybe an inch or two off. and I'll give you a new style. I'll give your hair vitamins and I'll highlight them in light brown or ash. A little gray." . "Please, you can choose the details..." The Stylish gave an example of the light brown and ash colors she meant. Edwin drew closer.

Bite and lick your lips while your eyes wander all over him. I was even wearing high waist blue shorts that showed off my moisturized long legs and a white crop top with a sleeveless denim jacket. My hair was up in a messy bun that took me over 10 minutes to make and my bangs were side-swept. Messy buns aren't that easy to do, contrary to popular beliefs. I rubbed my palms gleefully. This is going to be fun unless I end up looking like a strangled seal instead of a seductive queen. Then I would have to G****e how to avoid your crush until death.

the girl stammered, her voice meek but clear. "Wavy hair is the best, isn't it?" Damian said to no one in particular, still playing with the girl's hair. "What do you all think?" Everyone nodded furiously. "Yes, Sir. Of course." "Definitely." "It suits her perfectly." They had no idea why Damian was suddenly discussing hairstyles, but agreeing felt like the safest thing to do. "How much does a good wavy hairstyle cost?" Damian asked. "Maybe... a few hundred dollars," Brown answered carefully.

Chaphter 13 Hugo I cannot get over how adorable Erica looked last night. She had cut her hair and I knew it wasn’t her real hair but instead of the long wavy elaborate curls , she copped the hair so that her curls would look wild. Even qwhen she had chocolate mousse all over her face I she was just the most ; funny and genuine person I’ve come across. When she’s drunk she is all of the above things I’ve mentioned amplified .

“It’s just hair. And a little eyeliner. That’s all. No big deal.” Lila snorted. “Right. No big deal. Except, you know, you look like a completely different person who actually cares about how she presents herself. It’s shocking.” I laughed softly, letting the tension in my shoulders ease as I finished curling my hair. I brushed through the curls lightly, letting them fall in soft waves around my face. It was liberating in a strange way. Messy buns were practical, yes, but this… this felt fun. Rebellious, even.