Never Ever Getting Back Together by Sophie Gonzales

Author:Sophie Gonzales
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Publishing Group

EIGHTEEN

Maya

When Skye returns from her date with Jordy, she’s armed with scissors and an electric razor.

“Hey, you. Did you wash his blood off of those already?” I ask from the bed as she kicks her shoes off so viciously they bounce off the wall.

“Will you help me?” she asks, swinging around.

I sit up. “With what?”

She just beckons me out of the room, and, with a groan, I drag myself up and follow her to the bathroom.

In front of the mirror, she starts sectioning her hair. Just as I click onto what’s about to happen, she grabs a fistful of long brown hair and hacks it off with the scissors.

“Oh, okay, cool, this is what we’re doing.” I try to keep the surprise out of my voice, but it only half works.

“Yes, we are. If you could help me with the back, that’d be great.”

“Sure. But, um … you okay there, bud?”

“Fantastic.”

“Great, great … it’s just, usually when people cut all their hair off without notice—”

“It’s fine, I’ve done it before. This has actually been the first time I’ve worn it long. I’m bored with it, don’t read into things.”

“Bored, huh?” I say skeptically, watching another chunk of hair drop to the floor. “Usually I’d suggest trying out a new Netflix show or something, but, no, this works, too.”

“Can you get this piece?” she asks, swiveling so her back’s to me. She’s holding one last chunk of hair, twice as long as the surrounding bits.

“I … are you sure?”

She huffs. “No, Maya, I’m going to walk around with one piece of long hair in the middle of my back. I’m committed now, aren’t I?”

So, I take the lock from her, our hands brushing in the changeover. Turns out her hair’s just about as soft as it looks. I turn it over, trying to figure out the best way to hack it, and it catches the light with a flash of reddish gold.

“Just chop it,” Skye says. “We’ll tidy it after. Just…” She makes a slicing motion in midair.

I do, the scissors scraping at the hair as I cut through the thickness of it. My stomach swoops as the hair falls to the floor. Done.

What a normal way to spend a Wednesday night.

The rest of the haircut is quick work. Me working at the back, her taking care of the front, we tidy up the ends of the hair until she has a pretty damn impressive pixie cut going on, complete with a deep side part. As a finishing flourish, she shaves down one of the sides, leaving a soft, downy area behind. It’s the kind of hairstyle I’d never, ever, in a million years even dream of trying out, but she does it like it’s nothing, and looks fucking incredible while she’s at it.

Can’t relate.

“I think this is the first time I’ve ever seen you do something spontaneous,” I say, kicking my foot out so a lock of hair falls off the sock and to the ground. “Unless you were always planning on changing your look in week three.

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