Jarhead Buzz Cut Novels & Stories

His bald head shone under the bright sun as he told her to come down as calmly as he could. Jade smiled mischievously as she looked down at the people below her. Their incoherent chattering felt bearable as she was more than 40 feet above them. Feeling the wind in her hair, she felt motivated to cause trouble and she popped open the paint she held and poured it over Principal Dolan's bald head.

One had shoulder length hair that was wavy and the other had a clean cut with his hair slicked back. "Excuse me, honey?" my mom said while gently touching the man with wavy hair's arm. The man turned around and gave my mom a loving smile. "Darling, this is my daughter Winter. Winter this is Jared," she introduced us and to say I was shocked at this man appearance is an understatement. He is sexy. Aside from his chestnut wavy hair, he has piercing blue eyes, nicely trimmed facial hair, a smile that could make a girl wet, and a body of a God. Go mom! "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Winter. I've heard a lot about you," Jared said while holding his hand out for me to shake. I grabbed his h

Jerry had finally detransformed a few minutes later after Jack passed out, only his long white hair and the red carnation mark on his neck remained. Cutting his hair to shoulder-length this time, he did a front parting on his hair and made his hair to cover up from his ear to his neck. He had did it so to use his hair to cover the mark, for now, Dina had a fear but seeked to call it being paranoid. Jerry was already 18, it wasn't possible to awaken again right? Right?! She didn't want to start the horror of heat! That thing was even worse than menses by facts!

He caught me ogling him and smirked knowingly. “Like what you see?” He cocked his head at me, grinning widely. “I do and you know it!” I replied tossing my towel at him before striding out of the bathroom. My mood much improved I had gotten dressed in a simple black tank and jean shorts; my long auburn hair tied back in a loose ponytail. Jay had stayed for a bit but had left to go see if there was anything he could do to help. Having been one of the few members to have seen actual combat from his time in the Marines his guidance would be invaluable at a time like this.

My eyes widened—Hade, Hank, and Jarred were all standing there. None of them looked like they were headed to a business meeting. Hade wore a plain white V-neck and black shorts, his beanie pushed low. Hank was in all black—shirt, jeans, baseball cap. And Jarred? He was impossible to miss: white sleeveless shirt under a loud Hawaiian-print polo, blue shorts, and a beige bucket hat. His style was… painfully human. I hated it. “I thought you guys were going on a business trip?” I asked, turning back to rinse the dishes and place them in the rack. Footsteps echoed behind me.

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.

“If we don’t get a bath soon, Yesande’s Haunt are going to smell us coming a mile away.” “You’re welcome to take your chances in the swamp,” Raziel teased. Jasmine shuddered. No one was that desperate. Tugging the end of her hair over her shoulder, she began to finger comb the knotted ends, scowling as the split ends slid through her fingers. Apparently her symbiont didn’t do hair. “I need a haircut,” she grumbled. “I have a knife,” Raziel offered, reaching for it as if she would really use it.

Alexa explained. Jasmine shifted away from the bed after brushing some of Jared hair away from his face. It has been a while since he got an hair cut and knowing Jared, she knew he was growing his hair out on purpose so he would change the style he normally used to match his change in environment. "He will be alright" Jasmine smiled through her blurry eyes. "He better be or else I will not let him hear the end of it."

“Exactly.” He grinned. “Then I’ll take that as a compliment.” The end-of-day cleanup began in the usual haze of tired feet and candy wrappers. Fake spiderwebs were taken down. The T-Rex suit deflated. Jared finally removed his fangs after they gave him a lisp so bad he nearly swore at a customer asking for cat litter. Brenda slipped into the breakroom to grab her flats, nearly colliding with Marcus, who was reapplying his slick hair with far too much enthusiasm.