Stupid Haircuts Novels & Stories

Out of anger, one of our teammates grabbed Emily by the hair. "Emily, we have been good to you. Why would you sabotage us? Do you know our team's score will be nullified if one of us is accused of cheating? You almost ruined our effort for the past year. How could you?" However, Emily resorted to crying pitifully. "No. I did not. I never wanted to sabotage you all." I slapped her on the face. "Why are you still arguing when there's hard evidence? You receive 3,000 dollars per month from me as financial aid, so you'll have enough for your expenses on campus.

"Using vulgar words again! What's with the street manners?" I mocked him and even stuck my tongue out. I pushed in front of him a tupperware with only rice and calderita. "Eat that. Don't worry. It's not poisonous," I then rolled my eyeballs. He looked at me badly. "Why did you cut your hair? You look ugly." "They started falling off so I cut them off. I'm just waiting for me to go bald," I answered indifferently and took a bite of food.

Vincent said, “Slyvester really hates it when someone dirties his hair. It seems like his family has thin hair so when I joked before that he can be a bald man someday, Slyvester was so frightened. He became sensitive when it comes to his hair.” ‘Why do I feel that I should blame Vincent too?’ “There was also an incident when our former board mate sticks bubble gum on his hair. Slyvester had no choice but to cut his hair into semi-bald. Maybe, that gave him trauma.” ‘I don’t know if I should feel sad towards Slyvester or laugh out loud at this absurd story.’ Either way, I was wrong, so I had to properly apologize.

Bianca, who was about to go out, expressed her concern, "Lucas, your hairstyle is part of your persona and should not be cut haphazardly, right?" Lucas petulantly said, "What's there to be afraid of? If it's messed up, it would've given my agent an excuse to make a fuss! What a buzz it would be if Lucas went to the streets for a haircut, she's bound to buy it for the hot topic! Come on!" He brought over a chair and sat down, looking at Lily. 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?

I nodded and, following Erin's suggestion, slapped Caleb twice more. His rage erupted. "Maeve Griffith! Don't push your luck!" "Push my luck? It's just two slaps. It's not like you'll get a concussion," I retorted. I yanked off my hat, revealing my bald head. "And this, too, Caleb. When are you going to pay for cutting my hair and pushing me into a concussion? Don't tell me that you're not even willing to pay back this little bit of money?"

Before work started at Last Words, I made a quick stop at the hairdressers to touch up my hair. Not so surprisingly, Maddie actually butchered my hair. When I walked into the hairdressers, the hairdresser asked me what had happened, and I told her it involved a boy and a lot of alcohol and she laughed hysterically. The hairdresser fixed up my hair, having to cut it even shorter that is became only slightly longer than Maddie's. Because my hair was so thick, she thinned out the ends so that it shaped my head nicely. The nape of the back of my hair was not even halfway down my neck, and she styled it so the front was slightly longer and shaped around my face. I looked good, I felt so incredibl

the teacher asked softly. Justin shook his head. "Uncle says my hair isn't long enough to cut yet." "Let me trim it a bit for you," the teacher gently suggested, taking Justin by the hand to the office. "My mom should agree before you cut my hair," Justin said warily, objecting to the haircut. "It's just a little trim, it won't be a problem," the teacher coaxed. "No, Uncle said that we shouldn't let others cut our hair carelessly. Our hair and skin were gifts from our parents," Justin refused.

"Ah yes, the glorious smell of wet gym socks" "Come on it wasn't that bad, was it?" She and her mom exchanged a look then burst out laughing. "You know when I was in my second year of college the stress of studying and my part-time job was too much that I barely had the time for showers much less to wash my hair that I considered hacking the entire thing off". Her mother laughed shaking her head with humor in her eyes. "No way". "I'm serious. I made it to the salon and there I was sitting innocently with a fashion magazine but the moment I saw that mean looking scissors it was game over".

"Do you have to scold me at this moment?" Sophia said, "I'm telling you, compared to that, just having your hair shaved off is a stroke of luck. Your hair will grow back. It's not like it won't. If you feel ugly, just wear a wig for a few days. It's not a big deal!" She looked at Sophia's disdainful expression. "You're so harsh. How did your husband end up with you?"

it would have been better if he showed me this side of him earlier than I would have given him a cute name but he cut his hair "So why did you cut your hair...I mean it was so rich and full and thick and smelled nice" I blurted out, forgetting about the words coming out of my mouth because I was angry at him for cutting his hair. He looked more handsome with long hair than short hair however the man just pouted and shrugged slightly