Fashion Disaster by Jill Santopolo

Author:Jill Santopolo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin

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Back to the Fuchsia

Since it was Monday, the Sparkle Spa wasn’t open for business. According to Mom’s rules, the girls could open the spa only three days per week—two afternoons on school days and one weekend day. Usually, the girls picked Tuesday, Friday, and Sunday, unless there was a special event. And on the days when the Sparkle Spa was closed, if the girls didn’t have an after-school activity, they helped out at their mom’s salon, like they used to do before they started their own business.

That Monday, all anyone at True Colors could talk about was Brooke’s hair. Luckily, as Suzy had reported, everyone at school had loved her short haircut. And when she walked through the salon’s front door, the customers went wild. Brooke loved the attention.

“I hadn’t realized your hair would curl,” Mrs. Franklin said. (Aly hadn’t either.)

“It brings attention to your face,” Mrs. Howard said. (Aly thought she was right.)

“It’s very trendy,” Miss Lulu said. (Was that true?)

“And I love those barrettes,” Mrs. Bass said.

Mom looked up from manicure station number one when Mrs. Bass said that. “I made those barrettes such a long time ago,” she said. “I thought I might want to start a side business, but making them took too much time away from True Colors.”

Aly paused. She’d been straightening up the piles of magazines and collecting polish bottles to return to the polish wall. “Any chance you have leftover supplies?” she asked her mom. “Because a few girls at school asked me about Brooke’s barrettes.” After recess Annie Wu and Uma had both wanted to know where Brooke had gotten them.

“You know,” Mom said, “I think I may have jammed the supplies in the bottom desk drawer in the back room. They’d be in a zipped pouch. Plain barrettes, ribbons, glue—everything I used. You might have to go digging under a lot of paper, though.”

Brooke looked over from where she was refilling Carla’s little box of nail rhinestones. Carla loved doing manicures with rhinestones for her customers. “Even if there aren’t enough supplies to make them for kids at school,” Brooke said, “we should make more for me!”

The salon customers laughed, and then Brooke and Aly raced back into the Sparkle Spa to go hunting in the desk. Sparkly was sitting quietly in his doggie bed.

“Where are they?” Brooke said, opening a desk drawer. Then she stopped. “Oh,” she said. “Oh.”

Aly walked over. “Your braid,” she said. “I’m sorry you saw it. I couldn’t bring myself to throw it out.”

Brooke sat down on the floor. “My new haircut turned out okay, but I’d be sad throwing out my braid too. Maybe there’s something else we could do with it.”

“Let’s make a list of ideas,” Aly offered. She pulled out a piece of paper:

Things to Do with Brooke's Braid

• Hang it on the bedroom wall

• Wrap it in tissue paper and put it in the closet

• Make it into a doll

• Stuff it in a pillow

• Throw it away

“I don’t know about any of these,” Aly said, looking back over the list.

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