Buried Secrets by Ginna Wilkerson

Author:Ginna Wilkerson [Wilkerson, Ginna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2017-07-11T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22: Making Changes

I have a new hair style. It wasn’t easy to accomplish this feat without revealing my undead identity; I did it for Emelia, so perhaps she will not see me as so different from other Kentucky kids. We have begun to write each other regularly on the computer, especially since I learned about email from watching Mr. Perry and the others in the computer place. Now we can talk to each other and learn to be friends without my differences being such a barrier. Of course, some day, I want to see her in person. If I am truthful, I want to do more than see her; those flashing eyes and floating red hair call to me when I am alone in my dwelling at night.

I knew I needed to make myself look more like the other seventeen-year-olds here; the clothes were not difficult now that I can find things out from the computer. One trip to the Goodwill was all I needed to get the trousers called jeans and some shirts of soft cotton—so much more comfortable than the clothing from my long-ago human life. Wearing the jeans, T-shirt, and flat shoes called sneakers, I am more certain than ever that I could play the game of football. More importantly, I think I could meet Emelia and blend in fairly well, especially with my short haircut.

The haircut! What difficulty this had presented. Vampires have no reflection in the looking glass—mirror—and I quickly discover on the internet that places that cut hair have huge mirrors all over. Impossible for me.

It takes some time, but I keep my ears open as I walk in the hallways and use the computer in Mr. Perry’s room. One afternoon, the girl called Santina tells her friend this:

“My mom trimmed my hair last night—how does it look?”

Her friend answers, “Not bad, really not bad.”

“She’s always cut my brother’s hair, but I never had the nerve to let her do mine.”

“Seriously, I think she could do it for a living. Do you think she could cut mine? I’ve been wanting a shorter bob kind of cut—you know…”

Santina smiles and says, “I’ll ask her. I’ll call you tonight, okay?”

Even though I’m terrified, this is too convenient an opportunity to pass up. I swallow hard and open my mouth before I can change my mind.

“Santina, right? I’m Mariah.” Both girls stare at me like I might look at a rat from which I’m about to feed. I push on…

“I really need a haircut, and I just heard you say something about your mother cutting hair.”

“Yeah?”

“Well, I know you don’t know me, but I’ve been here in the—Computer Lab—almost every day this spring. Mr. Perry can tell you.”

“And?”

She is not making this easy!

“Well, I—I live in a foster home, and there isn’t much money for haircuts and such—extras. Is there any way I could pay your mother to cut my hair at your house? I do really need it.”

They both look at my hair and then at each other.

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