El Siete Haircut Novels & Stories

Chapter 18 Leila emerged from the Cut’ N’ Curl and ran a hand over her “trim”. Kacey Jo had taken off at least four or five inches and cut it into choppy waves. Not that it looked bad, but Leila was accustomed to long hair that touched the middle of her back. It seemed men liked long hair on a girl to run their fingers through. She wondered what Sterling would think of her new hairdo.

Then Helen and Richard left, saying that they would come to see me tomorrow. Jeffrey stood outside the door, hesitant to leave. "Audrey, we can never be together again, right?" Hearing this, Kash wanted to go up and hit him, but I stopped Kash. "Yes. "I’ve been unhappy for the past seven years. Jeffrey, how many seven years are there in one’s life?"

he asked sarcastically. I carefully looked at his hair, which was very different. He had quite a unique haircut that was styled into a high ponytail that extended down his back. The sides of his head were shaved, with a sharp, defined line running parallel to the shaved area, giving a clean, edgy contrast to the longer hair on top.

I watched him from the mirror. “I doubt Alexander would give any reaction to that. He doesn't care about me at all.” I looked at my fingers. “Trust me.” ‘I trust Peter!’ Elena beamed in the back of my head which raised my excitement as well. Peter was good with scissors so he trimmed my hair and curled it into wavy style. “Your hair is so long and healthy. You have never cut it or used harsh products on them right?” He asked and I nodded. “Just rosemary.”

SASHA POV "Do you think I should cut my hair back off before we leave," I ask the two men lounging on the couch in my room. Luis shrugs, but Roland raises his eyebrows. "Why," Roland asks, and I shrug this time before answering. "The long hair is so messy. I have to style it, but with my bob, I get up and go. I'm the princess.....shouldn't I try to look more put together for the other packs," I say uneasily.

Spacing out begins, I guess. "Are you fine going alone? I feel sick right now." I just finished dressing and just got out from the bathroom when you said that. I didn't know that such person who's suffering at such situation you are in could feel sick. I want you to hear the sarcasm. You were laid at the bed with your whole body covered in comforter, and only your face remained visible. Somehow, you really looked sick, but that didn't stopped you from looking naturally cute. From the fluffy black hair, rounded nose fringed with your long eyelashes and your fairly balanced thin lips that usually forms a natural cute pout. I don't know if it's just your perfectly defined features or just me fa

In less than one hour, my hair that I have not been taking care of since the incident happened was well trimmed and in no time, I was looking like an Italian mafia boss. As for Elliot, they didn’t have to give his hair serious attention like they gave mine, neither did they have to give his hair a 360-degree change because unlike me, he has been taking good care of his hair, so they just trimmed his hair a bit and added a few spices to it

Barbara had finished cutting Kenzo’s hair by about five centimeter. “This is so strange, Mom.” Kenzo protested seeing his current hair. “What’s so strange? You look much more handsome than before,” said mrs.Barbara. “Ah, you must be lying, Mom. How could I get more handsome if you cut my beauty preety much like this.” Kenzo continues to grumble. “Never mind, you just shut up. Not you who see how you are, but other people. Try asking to Ella, surely she will say you’re handsome.”

"You look amazing! Love the hair!" Gibby gushed when Eden sat down. "Thank you," she smiled demurely. She was still unsure about the angled lob, but Franco and Cassandra had assured her she looks great. She would have preferred to have had some say when it comes to the length though. But, she liked what the hairstylist had done with the colour. Franco had decided to go with warm hues but kept her roots dark for an ombre effect, and layered the blunt chop with soft medium curls.

It’s quite thin on top, but the bottom makes up for it. He looks like a sleeping cherub, now that she thinks about it. Except his hair isn’t curly in the least. It’s straight and smooth, quite floppy if she may add. The image is making her mentally laugh. She’s picturing a weirdly coherent headbang with that kind of hair. She lets out a soft snort.