G Eazy Haircut Novels & Stories

I replied. They both looked at each other like this was an amusing game. I can already tell that even though they seem like mean fighting machines they are nothing but jokesters underneath it all. "I was going to cut my hair today, that's what we usually do so that people can tell us apart but, we have crazed elders on the loose so that got put on hold." One replied. A haircut? I could do that. I mean how hard could it be? "How do you usually cut it?" I asked. "I usually buzz cut the sides but leave the top a little longer to style it." He replied. Now that I look I can see that his hair is shorter than his brothers. "Okay, let's do it then." I replied smiling. His smile dropped from his fac

My rebirth. My hair was chopped to a sleek, shoulder-brushing cut dyed the color of ashes mixed with silver. Elizabeth styled it with a precision only years of high-end training could produce. The sharpness of the cut and the tint reshaped my entire face. She used contouring to lift my cheekbones, make my jaw slimmer, hide the softness pregnancy had left behind. Then, she bleached my brows and darkened them again into an unfamiliar arch that made my eyes icy, predatory, mysterious. “I don’t believe this,” I whispered, my voice cracking slightly.

Sort of a playboy that dwells in an ancient man's body. A smile stretches up my lips. “You look…awful.” The grin he had was gone in an instant. His brows furrowed. “I asked for the best haircut…she said it was the best for tawny men.” He said as he bent his head, swirling his neck to give me a three-sixty degree turn. His haircut gave his hair a nice gradient, it was cut very low at the front and tapered to the sides and down his neck, waves form in a spiral at the center of his head, spreading down

Instead, after putting his phone down, he casually picked up an envelope from the pile of similar envelopes nearby and started reading intently. *** At the same time, in the office of X Entertainment’s CEO… Georgie Clementine was carefully going through documents… She had gotten a new haircut. Her long, black hair was now curled up and split in a three-to-seven ratio… The tip of her hair only reached her earlobes. It made her look prim and proper. Her white body-hugging shirt matching her peach-colored, high-waist pants, and the contrast made her physique extremely attractive. The intricate makeup on her face also made her facial features appear beautiful.

Anya I am the first one that will be given a makeover by Georgia and I feel nervous. She explained the haircut she will give us. Sadie’s hair will be full of vibrant colors since she is known to use dark ones, while mine will be straight, short, shaved halfway, and will be dyed with a darker color so I wouldn’t get recognized easily. “People only know you with a brunette or blonde hair. They haven’t seen you with your hair cut off short, too. I can’t say all people won't recognize you but I think most of them are stupid.” She said,

Crowding a table in the corner of the break room, Will and Liezel listened to him with lesser appetite once he started devouring his meal. “Cool,” Will said and his facial expression slightly tensed at the sight of a lettuce sliding off between the fat meat in Glen’s sandwich. “Don’t you ever consider getting a new haircut? Cutting your hair short?” he said. It was needless to say that he couldn’t help but notice his friend’s hair that was disturbingly growing out in all directions. “I already told you, dude. Girls dig big guys with big hair,” Glen told Will. “It gives them the impression that everything about me is huge. Everything. As in everything. Get it?” He smirked, resembling a white

Maybe I am going insane, but then Ashe is too. Mom picks me up after school and we go to the salon…I pick a cute shoulder length cut with some layering and the hairdresser gives me tips on styling my wavy hair and some hair products. Jane tears up at how grown up I was getting, and almost misses a step as we are leaving the shop. Again, things slow down then the ground seemed to shift to accommodate Jane’s footing to avoid her fall. Yup, I am going crazy!

I couldn’t help but giggle as she pushed me into the vanity seat. “Alright, I was thinking about a half up, half down style. What do you think Gabe?” Gabe stood up, pinching his chin in thought, “Hmm… Let’s see.” He took half my hair in his hands and left half down, “I think maybe it’ll make her look less like a chicken.”

THREE DAYS AGO. It's finally happening, the moment I've been planning. My special day has arrived, almost. "Are you ready, Lacey?" Dad's question is a soft whisper in my ear. I definitely look ready; in fact, I look amazing if I don't say so myself. Gabe is incredible - aside from being my source for all things gossip and fun, he also happens to be a hair extraordinaire. My shoulder length ebony hair has been transformed into soft tendrils to frame my heart shaped face. Somehow it has managed to make my eyes appear bigger than they already are. My almond eyes have been given a smoky makeover and it serves as a dramatic contrast to my rosy complexion.

Gone is the long black hair, silver-grey eyes, the large chest, long legs and toned bod. Now, I have a platinum blonde pixie cut, my eyes are emerald green, my lips are more pouty, my chest is smaller and my legs are not as long, I have a little bit of weight on my bones but it just adds to my curves. I’m wearing ripped, faded denim shorts and a white vest top with high top white converse on my feet. Wow, I look fucking gorgeous.