Grown Out Bleach Buzz Novels & Stories

*.*.*.* Hosun's POV: I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, observing the dye on my hair. When I saw that it was all done, I washed it off in the sink. Soon enough, my hair was dried and brown. Given that I was going to sneak into the Cherry bomb drinking club with the help of Bam, once in I had to look presentable and not draw in too much attention. Something that would've surely happened if I'd decided to keep my silver hair.

CHAPTER 15 SUMMER ESCAPADE Lou’s Point of View Summer has started and it’s a season of coloring my hair! This is my tradition since when I was in 6th Grade. This is a trend for every student during the summer. “Are you ready?” My sister asked me as she finished mixing the bleaching powder and oxidizing lotion. “Yes,” I answered nervously. Honestly speaking, this is my first time bleaching my hair. I was scared in the first place because it might ruin my hair forever. Since I trust my sister, she will do it carefully.

Gabz said. "3 hours is more than enough time." "Not when your pussy needs a wax, now shut up and let me make you gorgeous." Gabz ran a bathe, and she washed and pampered her friend. Cleo washed Hazel's hair and then Gabz waxed everything, including her privates. Even though it felt nice, Hazel also felt uncomfortable, but she figured she'll just revel in it and regret it later. She knew Gabz was going to uncover ways to slip in the fact about her pierced clit in subsequent conversations.

JAYCE BECKETT The smell of bleach clung faintly to the bathroom even though I had cracked the window open. A towel was spread over Chocolate's shoulders, clips holding messy sections of her dark hair in place while streaks of dye worked their way through. My hands were stained with little smudges of chestnut brown, proof I had no damn clue what I was doing but was determined to at least pretend I did. I meant, this was my first time dealing with hair bleach. Even when Emily was young and still around, she never asked for a hair dye, so I had no idea what the fuck I was doing to Chocolate's hair.

So should you. Susie smiled. "Is it ok if I play a little music? It helps me concentrate." "Sure." Susie flashed her hands, then tied her apron around her waist and began. At first, I closed my eyes because it scared me to see what was happening, but I eventually opened them to see that she was doing just fine. After she applied the bleach, she wrapped my hair in foil. "Ok, I'm just going to let this sit for 20 minutes. Can I offer you anything to drink?"

I smell bleach. BOLA!!!!

“THIS IS JUST like when we were teenagers.” I grin up at Bryce, who scowls because I moved. She has a pair of scissors in one hand and a lock of my hair in the other, and she’s thinning the edges like a professional hairstylist. I’ve bleached my hair to a respectable housewife blond, and now, Bryce’s giving me a shoulder-length layered ‘do. “Remember when you shaved the side of my head and dyed the bangs purple?”