Chapter 11
So Cliché:Beauty Is Pain:
I search my eyes out around the salon. People were looking at me being held by Jr. and Maya. I’ve tried running and hiding from them but they are like hawks out for their prey. I can’t escape. I even tried the garbage shoot.
A little girl screamed at me inside before running outside the shop. Everyone seemed to be scared of me and it made me feel dejected.
Maya and Jr. guides me to the counter where a perky looking lady observed me head to toe. “Maya she the friend you have talked about?” Maya nods her head. “Alright,” she claps her hands twice and four people walks in from the back of the small shop. Two came towards me after Maya and Jr. let their hands off me and the other two guides all the costumers out the shop. “I already know what to do for her. You guys sit her, this might take a while.”
I tried to reach out my hand for Maya but she just gives me a thumb up and Jr. gives me his big baby face smile. “GUYS!!” I screamed.
They made me sit on very comfortable client seat. I stared at myself on the mirror not ready for the death they have assigned me to. I was about to make a run for it but they took a sudden grip on my arms before tying my limbs to the chair. This is not a comfortable chair anymore. “MAYA!”
“You can do it!” Jr. chuckled along with Maya.
“Let’s start with the hairs,” the perky looking lady says examining me. All four covered their faces with masks. What is this, an experiment? “On
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