Gen Alpha Haircuts Novels & Stories

I’m Tired of plain jane. “Hello, how can I help you.” “Hello, it’s my birthday tomorrow.” “Happy Birthday, what can we do?” “I want a cute cut to my should with layers. I already have wavy/curly hair, I want it cut to my shoulders with some layers, I also want my hair blond. Think “Penny from Big Bang Theory.” I tell her. She’s smiling at me looking excited. “Girl! You’re going to look so hot!” She beamed.

“Her hair's an absolute mess. I'm sure there are people out there that have better looking pubic hair. This is going to take a lot of work.” That was uncalled for. “And that's why I brought her to your salon. You're the best in the business. If anyone can fix this, it's you.” Gwen said. James sighed and then studied me. “Well, she does have good bone structure. I think we can do blended ends that start at her shoulder at the back. And then face framing layers at the front.” Gwen blinked. “I don't understand a word you just said.” He wants to give me a butterfly cut. It's a layered look that has this wing-like shape that frames the face.” I explained. Then I turned to James. “Can I also have

Oh man, another beautiful girl, and she is taken. And later comes a part of the street where salon after salon were established. I watch how a middle aged woman dries her client’s hair with a blower. To where she points the mouth of the blower the brown artificially colored hair was blown with force. ‘I think I need a haircut.’ Kevin said in which I laughed, thinking he is bald, like badly bald. Well this guy doesn’t need to grow hair on his head to be handsome, for he truly is good looking, and with that thanks to his Spanish ancestors. And sometimes when beautiful girls are around and among us three, they will often notice Kevin while over looking at me and Charlie, Oh boy there’s a little

I gasped. “Oh my God,” I whispered. My hair looked absolutely beautiful. I had been getting generic haircuts from generic places all my life. You know, those national chains that you can find in virtually every big city across the nation. They were fine, and I had always been fine with the results. But this… I looked like I was about to go walk down the red carpet at a premiere of my own $100 million movie.

"She ambushed me one day with three other girls. I beat those girls up and sent them running, then, I faced the bitch. During the fight, she grabbed my hair and pulled hard. She came off with a few strands of hair. I was infuriated." "What did you do?" She grinned wickedly, "I dragged her to the female bathroom and tied her to a pole with her own bra, then, I took out my pocket scissors and gave her a haircut. I shaved her head bald." "Jesus Christ!" Jake burst out laughing. "You are mean." "I wasn't being mean, I was being generous. I gave her a cute haircut for free. I'm generous that way," she shrugged, still smiling. "I hope I never experience your... generosity."

Sitting behind a desk felt more like a boss speaking to his employee than a man speaking with the love of his life. Alvara looked beautiful with her new hair. Platinum streaks weaved through the gold. The style was different as well. Gone was the long hair with ratty ends. She had opted for a long Chinese bob. Savanah had wanted the style but feared it wouldn't suit her face. How wrong she had been.

He was combing his hair as he walked, trying to put some order into his still wet black waves. “I think I should’ve had a haircut before I came,” he grumbled. Genie disagreed. His hair was wildly attractive and compellingly touchable the way it was now. Combined with his naturally olive complexion and that shirt, his overall look tonight was deliciously and sinfully sexy. When he glanced up to find her standing stock-still and staring at him, Genie adopted a casually thoughtful expression, as though she was studying his hair at his behest. “Actually, it suits you like this,” she said carelessly.

The boys had full heads of hair, it was a pain in the ass to cut it all the time because it fell in their eyes, but it grew like weed on their heads- Kaitlyn’s didn’t, but she had the most beautiful ash-blonde color with caramel highlights that sparkled under the sun.

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.