Jessica Barden Blue Hair Novels & Stories

Luckily I was saved by my aunts coming into the room. “Ready to go?” aunt Jara said. “You cut your hair?!” aunt Emma said, looking at my hair. “Is it bad?” I asked, shyly. Uma had asked me to join her at the hairdresser, she wanted her hair blue. She had said she wanted to look like her namesake on “The Descendants”, but I had no idea what that was. Apparently black hair takes forever to become bright blue, so I was stuck at the hairdresser for a long time. Uma looked a lot like me, she was mixed like I am. But her hair wasn’t as curly as mine and well, now she had blue hair. And I had a lot less curls.

The stylist dashed over to Jessica to open her curls as they stopped on the sand for the first few shots before moving on to the water with other models. Black voluminous curls unfurled like a mermaid's hair, blowing in the breeze. When the bathrobe was taken away from her body, revealing her beauty in an olive green bikini and a white fishnet dress. The texture of her skin glistened like sleek pearls left out in the sun to reveal its purity. Jessica was confident in her appearance and did not want to leave any bits for others to pick up on. It was her first big project since moving here, and she was ready to take advantage of the opportunity.

"Where is Jessica?" "In her room, she brought you here, screaming that you are turning blue." Jade waves her raven-black hair that looks like it was chopped with a jagged hammer to the back of her ears. I look at my skin, which appears normal to me. "What did you do to stop the color?"

“Right! Everyone from my girl squad was there, we're all blonde now.” “Wow, that’s cool. Come, want some popcorn? I’m watching reruns of the Kardashians.” “Nah, I’m heading upstairs to try out this purple shampoo! Betsy said it will give my hair shine and even out the color.” “No brassy ends. She did a neat job sis.” Tanner walks downstairs. “Barbie in the house!” “Shut up Tanner!” “What’s in the bag?” Tanner looks in the plastic bag. “Purple shampoo! Now that’s more like it. Purple hair is cool, you can be in my famous band one day with that hair. I underestimated you sis.”

And I could smell the tan on her skin. "I'm Jessica, I'd love to stay but I gotta find my class. Thank you all" I hurried off feeling hurt by the fact that the only red haired person I was meeting was already taken. What bad luck!. Blue hair wasn't so bad in terms of looks, but I couldn't imagine being with someone who almost hit me. Why am I even considering North?!.

"Where's the rest of it?" "That is the rest of it." "But—" "Trust me," Jess cuts me off, already moving to tackle my hair. She pulls it free from my messy bun, finger-combing it until it falls in waves around my shoulders. Tasha appears behind me with makeup, and before I know it, I'm being transformed. Dark eyeliner that makes my blue eyes pop, and lipgloss because I refuse her red lipstick. "We're ready," Jess announces, stepping back to admire her handiwork.

She wasn’t one to use a purse and if something didn’t fit inside a pocket or could be strapped somewhere on her body, she 15 Laurann Dohner didn’t see the need to carry it. She stepped back on the elevator and checked her reflection again. Her long hair hung past her ass. It was a brassy, bright red, the color created from two boxes of hair dye. She’d found the courage to break out of the mold working for New Species. They were different, special and made their own places in life. Jessie had changed her hair to the bright, flashy color in defiance of the norm. She knew she probably should glow in

Sensing that the water turned cold, I scooped the cold water out with a basin and added hot water in. Because it had been years since she washed her hair, her hair was like withered grass. Even though I had applied a lot of hair preservings on her hair, her hair tied up into knots. However hard I tried to comb it, I failed. Jessica looked at me and smiled, "You can cut it." "Really?" I was a little surprised. Her hair was quite long. It was such a pity to cut it. Hearing my words, Jessica nodded. It was indeed quite inconvenient to have such long hair. I fetched a pair of scissors and directly cut her hair, making it short.

She was dressed in a really tiny purple leather skirt and a see-through top, almost revealing her nipples. Before I could even adjust my glasses, she lunged at me on the bed, squeezing me into a tight hug. Her face beamed with excitement, it felt like she had known me for ages. It felt awkward, but I wrapped my arms around her, leaning in for a hug too. She pulled back a second later. "Hey, I am Brenda, and you?" "I... I am Jess... Jessica," I stammered. "Aww, shy type, I get it. You will blend well with me, I am a social freak," she laughed out loud, heading for her mirror. She sat down in front of it, quickly wiping off her heavy make up. She looked like the perfect Barbie goth girl.

Jessica called as she walked over to meet her and they both hugged "Why are your hairs like these?" She asked as she looked from Lucia who was carry a red hair to Amaya whose hair was purple "You've spent several years at the United States don't tell me you're still this crude" Amaya said as she walked to take her seat Jessica sighed and she took a deep breath "And is that why the whole place is looking so unkept?" She asked "Stop it Jess, don't come here to act as my mama" Amaya said as she sat down tiredly