Josh Hart Braids Novels & Stories

"Urgh" Hailey groaned again seeing that it would be fruitless to redo those braids. She didn't know how to make them for goodness sake. "Come here." Kendrick drew her back into his arms and she brought up her legs onto the couch and leaned against him. Then carefully, he took each braid in his hands and started redoing it. When he was done with the first one, Hailey held it up to her eye level and her jaw dropped. It even looked smoother than the one made by the maid and no hair was out of place.

"I can't believe you're actually cutting it," Charlie said as she carefully pulled half my hair into a long braid. The other half already braided and resting over my shoulder. "Yeah, I can't even remover the last time it was short," I said as I played with one of the braids. I felt a bit nervous to cut my hair off. The feature I held the most pride in, but I felt it necessary. My hair was carried with it painful memories of rough fingertips and harsh yanks. It also carried my pride, and Charlie's light brushes, but I had a new pride now, and a new love to focus on.

Lily looked skeptically at the hairdressing fee of $5000, and her mind was already calculating—how much money could she make in a year if she could give Lucas a haircut? As Lily pondered, she covered the floor around Lucas with layers of newspaper, draped a large plastic bag over his upper body, and sprayed his hair with a spray bottle soaked in mint leaves. She found four thin shoelaces and a ruler, then divided Lucas's hair into four sections—front, back, left, and right—measured the corresponding lengths from the roots, and tied them into four small braids. The whole process was meticulous as if she were a scientist experimenting. Lucas looked at his ridiculous appearance in the mirror an

Maddie I stared at myself after I was done weaving my long chestnut hair into braids. Using my scrunchie I tag them at the end of the braid. Will Carlson love this? I found myself asking. Why do I have to do the things he loves? It should be Jamie dumpass.

"I was just curious so I had to ask." Josh grinned too, making his handsome face glow. Josh was a good-looking and sturdy guy but his build wasn't as enticing as Jasper's. Perhaps because I was drawn to Jasper, it'll make him look the more appealing to my eyes. A strong wind blows, carrying a lot of dried leaves, debris, and dust with it. We faced the other way until the wind calmed down. "Why don't you ever let your hair down?" Josh asked. "I like it in a bun."

St James were getting cornrows, but I think Dee said he had wanted a mohawk braid, but was fighting with his Mom about it. Jazz, using her incredible braiding skills, braided the sides of my hair looking like swirls and then going down to just past my neck before my natural curls took over. She also braided the center in a thick French braid down the center that also ended at the same spot as the others. I was done about a third into Krista’s hair and Mrs. St James sat where I was after Jazz washed her hair.

" Her eyebrows waggle suggestively." "Oh, I believe you." I laugh as my fingers swiftly move through Maddie's strawberry hair. Callie nods approvingly behind me surprised that I know how to do Dutch braids. I'm braiding two for Maddie as Callie braids one down the middle of my head. Once she's done with the beautiful hairdo, she moves on to braid Jasmines and Bellas hair as well. Even though my braiding isn't bad it's nowhere near as good as Callie's. Maddie thanks me and gushes over how pretty her hair looks now anyway which is sweet of her. As promised, Jem participates in everything. So, while I braid his short hair as much as possible, he paints Madeleine's nails a pretty shade of green.