Jarhead Buzz Cut Novels & Stories

I felt my heart beat fast, and I instantly had a crush on him. “Hey little Bonbon,” Parker says as he ruffles my hair and I slap his hand away from my hair. I and my friends agreed to cut our hair short, but they all backed out and I did it, anyway. I love my pixie cut. It makes me look edgy, and I thought that if I appeared this summer looking different, Jude would notice and give me some attention. Obviously, it backfired because he has his girlfriend here with him. She is one of those Upper East Side princesses. Her hair can never get wet. Her bikini is so small that if she moves, it will show something it shouldn’t.

he says softly. "Hey" I smile. "You look really nice today, green really suits you," Winston says sheepishly. I look down at my emerald green turtle neck top, "Thank you" I smile. "Did you get a haircut recently?" I ask observing his hair from the edges. "Yeah, they were growing a bit too long for my liking so got them trimmed from the edges" Winston shrugs. "It looks nice" I pause, "Have you ever thought of getting a buzz cut? I think you would look really badass with it" I grin tilting my head.

The buzz-cut man shot back, saying, “If you weren’t so busy chasing skirts, we wouldn’t have been so rushed.” The braided guy rambled on with some filthy remarks—Annabelle only caught fragments, something about how "irresistible" his girl was and how even buzz-cut guy wouldn’t want to leave the bed if it were him. Buzz-cut guy said, “I hate people who aren’t punctual. Should’ve never teamed up with a moron like you.” The braided guy shrugged, muttering under his breath. Their argument almost escalated into a fistfight. Just then, Annabelle’s phone rang—it was Kendrick’s custom ringtone.

Hearing someone yelled my name, I turn and look at Liam with Jordan waving. Stopping the training. I excuse myself and head over. “Wow, you look different now,” Jordan said as he stares at me. Smiling, I thank him. I had cut my long red hair and leave it short. My hair was above my shoulders. It felt like I needed a new change, so I did it. “Do you need help?” Jordan asked as I started ambling. “It’s ok, it helps to exercise it,” I said with a smile, “Let’s go to my bedroom.”

"Just me, tiny. Don’t scream." "I wasn’t going to scream." I defend as I adjust the strap of my bag on my shoulder and Jared laughs. "Really? You looked like you were." "What are you doing here?" I ask as I stare him down. He’s in faded blue jeans and a white round neck. I cock my head when I notice his hair is shorter. "Did you get a haircut?" "Glad to know you notice stuff about me, tiny." He returns with a smile and I clear my throat. "It’s kind of obvious."

" Excuse me for this... Mr. Carson didn't want me to be held up in traffic. Jared laughed a little. But I didn't think it was a mocking laugh or anything like that. It was more like casual. "Don't worry, that made it clear to us." Easy.” He winked at me in the rearview mirror. Jared had little hair, he had some tattoos on his arms and he also had a piercing in his ear. His small beard had shades between yellow and red. He was a mature man, quite handsome, he looked strong through his arms. It was also seen that he was one of those guys who would not leave you alone at a critical moment. And it seemed from the boys that he would defend you from others.

Javier sat in the audience and looked disdainfully at Jasper. "Look at all the company presidents here. Which one of them shaved their head to get a crew cut? Are you still serving in the military? "You should pay more attention to your image. Also, you had surgery before. There's a scar on your scalp. Why didn't you wear a wig to cover it?" Jasper lowered his gaze, his tone cold yet confident as he replied, "Everyone in Solana City knows about my injury. So, covering it would be pointless. Besides, even if I'm bald, it won't affect my good looks."

Jarren I was currently getting my hair cut or more like trimmed. I’d been either pacing or threatening to kill someone all day. It wasn’t my fault. Most of it was due to the extra testosterone. Reid had refused to give me my shot until right before the wedding. So I was a bit irritated about anything and at everybody. Xander, of course, thought it was funny, while Garret tried to calm me down. I looked at myself in the mirror as Daniel trimmed my hair. I didn’t see anything wrong with it, to begin with, but my mom insisted on it being cut. He wasn’t even taking that much of it off.

She’d been waiting. The door creaked open. Jade stepped in—tall for a senior, shoulders broad under the faded band hoodie, black skinny jeans hugging narrow hips, combat boots scuffed at the toes. Her auburn hair was shaved on the sides, longer on top, falling into hazel eyes that always looked like they were daring someone to say something. She locked the main door with the janitor’s key she’d “borrowed” last month. The click sounded final. Riley pushed off the wall. “Took you long enough.”

Radyn let out a shaky breath. "You drive me crazy, little demon," Radyn breathed, his tone kept to a low murmur. Scarlet smirked at him, running her hands through his hair. A few days ago, Radyn had decided to have his hair shaved at the sides with a heavily styled tapered undercut. As much as he tried to look more sophisticated, his curly hair would defy any sorts of hair gel and fly freely. --- ((TW TW TW!)) ---