Novel & Cerita I Accidentally Washed My Hair Before Bleaching

His fingertips moving on my scalp felt like heaven. “Wow!!”I said as I looked at the color of my hair after Mr Louis was done washing and drying it. The bleaching turned our prefect. The honey brown color fit my face and my skin, it boosted my confidence. Ahh ahh. He laughed. That is not all Mrs Arya. He said, smiling at me. There's more?” I asked, laughing.

Sadie I never knew that coloring your hair can be so painful. Georgia describes the first two steps as “bleaching”. I call it hell. After coloring my hair, she wrapped it with plastic wrap and covered it in a shower cap to shield me from the blinding colors that I hate so much, according to Georgia. What a thoughtful friend. (insert sarcasm) “You can remove it in twenty minutes.” She said before opening the door. “Hey princess! Come here now!” She called out loud.

I say. She nods her head and begins to get to work. It seems like it takes forever for her to cut my hair down to the length that we want. As she takes inches off my hair, it seems to get lighter and lighter. No wonder people like their hair shorter. Once she is satisfied with my length, she moves back to Scarlett to wash her hair out. They talk of hair styles for her while washing out the color. When they return, I am shocked to see that Scarlett's hair is a dark, almost midnight blue. The color is amazing.

I quickly devoured the fruit salad and the bottled water, ignoring every other thing on the tray. When I was done with that, I changed into a simple A-shaped dress and grabbed my hair into a ponytail as I strutted off to the large vanity mirror. My eyes caught a reflection of my hair in the mirror and I gasped at how white the strands were. They weren’t even making an attempt to return to their original color and I hated it. Tears sprung into my eyes from how ugly I felt but before they could fall, I wiped them off, rinsed off my morning breath with a Listerine mouthwash, and quietly left the room, trying as much as I could not to wake them up.

Should I risk it? Well, I did. I took them off and had them in the washing machine. I brushed my teeth and within a few minutes, I was out of the bathroom, fully clothed. I didn't wash my hair because the shampoo wasn't my type so I just let it be until the next morning when I would get home. Mr Alessandro was preparing to go to sleep, too, when I stepped out.

Dakota took me by the hand and guided me upstairs. "Let's start fresh by taking care of your hair. How about that?" I nodded, and she helped me prepare for a long-awaited hair wash. The warm water cascaded over my head, washing away the dirt that had clung to my scalp for too long. Dakota massaged my scalp gently, lathering my hair with citrus fragrant shampoo, and rinsing it thoroughly. She handed me a soft towel to dry my hair and styled my hair into two pigtails, securing them with colorful ribbons.

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I couldn't speak. “Yes,” He said, caressing my straight blonde hair. “I learnt that you're a brunette but my Uncle forced you to go blonde. I want you back to your natural color and I got products to help with that especially since the bleaching has begun to cause damage. If you prefer to stay blonde, then it's fine by me but I just want you to know, you have the choice to be whatever you want.”

she asked kindly. I didn’t even blink. “I want to bleach my hair. All of it. Cut it, too.” She raised a brow, a grin tugging at her lip. “You sure? You’ve got pretty hair.” “I don’t want pretty,” I said. “I want different.” An hour later, the woman in the mirror barely looked like me. My long, curly hair had been chopped into a blunt shoulder-length bob that made my neck look longer and drew every attention to my face. My dull black hair had been dyed strawberry blonde.

she questioned, spraying my hair with some water as she brushed some knots out. I shrugged in reply and stared at my reflection. I looked kind of gross, and some patches of dirt still remained on my face. Even my hair was unruly and had knots everywhere. Luckily, I changed into some spare clothes before I came here and I was delighted to be able to use soap to wash my face. However, I obviously failed at cleaning it properly. "Hmm… Let's change its colour and cut it short. I am going for a shoulder length cut and platinum colored hair, but it will be kind of grey. It will take about four hours, but you want a new hairstyle, so I will give you a totally new hairstyle."