Pink Highlights In Red Hair の小説・ストーリー

It was a pink fest with her pink eyeshadow, pink gloss lipstick, and tiny hearts and sparkles decorating her eyes. It was her hair that shocked me the most. Her long, silky black hair was curled, bleached to blond, the tip dyed—obviously, baby pink—and littered with tiny flower and bow hairclips. Alice looked like she had crawled out of some fictional candy land where the only colours that existed were pastels and different shades of pinks. “What do you mean, who am I? It’s still me. Alice.” She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.

She grinned at me. Her tone instantly made me warm up to her, which was a rarity. I never warmed up to anyone. Maybe it was because all my life, the people who approached me always did so with an intent to treat me like shit. I looked at her hair and back at her face. “Does your name have anything to do with your hair?” It was the same colour shade as a rose, soft pinkish red—A hair colour shade I’d never seen before, too. I usually only saw redheads with the same color as a carrot, not actual red.

Adrian’s voice reached my mind, yanking me away from my thoughts. I furrowed my brows, looking over at him in confusion. He smiled playfully. Grabbing a hand mirror before handing it over to me. I took it then raised it in front of my face. As soon as my hand gripped the handle of the mirror, my eyes widened in shock. “What…” The only word that managed to tumble out of my lips, but only through a whisper. My hair… My once raven hair turned into a light shade of pink, slightly red on the roots but the rest was dominated with pink. It wasn’t too bright, but it was beautiful. My blood-red eyes had shifted into neon pink, with a tint of blood-red around my irises.

It just surrounds their bodies in a shiny, blurry way that I have to squint and look at sideways to make out. Nina narrowed her eyes, waiting for me to explain. “And it’s a color I haven’t seen coming from anyone else, that’s the interesting thing. Just you have it when you’re around Kayden, and he has it around you.” “And what color is it?” “Kind of a pinkish red, fuchsia color. Actually, almost exactly like…” My eyes moved to Nina’s hair.

Ajax looks like he is just about ready to throw the guys out of the window when more of his friends arrive. “Well, if it’s not too much trouble, why don’t we help?” A petite girl with a hair color that Holly likes comes to join in. I can’t exactly focus on her face because my eyes are captivated by her hair. “Were you born like that?” I can’t help but ask since it piques my curiosity. I remember Holly saying that the color was called pink. The girl blushes at my comment and chuckles. “Does it look natural? Thanks!” She then consciously tucks a loose strand behind her ear. “Unfortunately, it’s not natural. I have to dye it to make it turn like this.”

I want to carry on with our journey. I looked at the blue-haired Zale and he was packing our things. So am I being discharged? He looked at me and smiled. I stood up and my long hair was swayed by the strong wind. I saw the red strands and just looked at them. My hair color changed after I saw my mother who has Bright red hair with highlights of black. I turned to the mirror and saw my red hair that was highlighted with white.

I asked, trying to change the topic to something more neutral. “New hair?” I sat up, “yeah, the first picture, I was trying to show you my new hair. I just got it done yesterday.” “My focus lay on my mark; I did not notice your hair.” He was silent for a bit, probably while he took another look at the photo I sent. “The pink was fading, so they redid it, and I added a bit more pink. Well, I basically dyed almost my entire hair pink, because why not? You know. I thought it was fun.” I said nervously while he didn’t say anything.

And when I hit my first billion, the worry of losing it all left. Now all I can think about is her. Her red hair, her hazel eyes rimmed in gold that has a deep red tint. I looked it up needing to know if it was contacts or if it's natural. It seems that it is natural. Pheomelanin it's called. It causes the red-orange color. It also seems to have been the cause of her red hair. Ugh that red hair. I have never once been a fan of redheads. But hers? Makes me want to wrap my fist around it.

Lucky Tatiana. "I like your hair. Are you a natural blonde?" Tatiana is still playing with Kristen's hair. "Yes, I'm natural blonde." She adds, blushing a little. "But to be honest I have always wanted to have pink highlights." "Pink highlights?" I blurt out. I should talk more because everytime I open my mouth she looks at me. "Yes, I have always wanted to have a bit of pink in my hair. In my head it looks so cool but my mom said no."

the redhead stopped, noticing again her lady's neon pink nails, "...especially expressive shades of clean." "Then, at that point, permit me to propose," Potty painstakingly pulled a radiant green container from her pack, "I know it's a little... mm, cliché," she held it facing Lannie's hand, "seeing as you're, indeed, Irish, yet I additionally figure it would work extraordinary with your hair and appearance. On the off chance that you'll let me?" "Whatever you think works best," the young lady flushed, gesturing.