I need to get my hair done, so I go to the barbershop in the mall.
I see a guy with black, blue hair, the guy who waved at me that one time. "Hi! I need to get my hair styled."
"Darling, this isn't a salon. We don't have curling irons and stuff on hand," he says apologetically. "But, I'll do what I can."
A girl comes in from the back. "Zack, I have a curling iron. I'll do her hair."
The girl runs to the back and grabs her curling iron. "Hi, I'm Jessica. You can right there while I set up."
I sit on the barber chair. She sprays some heat protectant and gets to work. "So, what's the occasion?"
"Huh?" I say startled by her question as I was day dreaming. "Oh, well, I'm meeting somebody today at midnight. So, I wanted to look nice."
"That's so cute. I have nail polish in the back; I can do your nails for free," Jessica exclaims.
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Love In The Mall
RomanceOne day at work, Simone, a shy high school student, finds a letter addressed to her. She opens it to find out that she has a secret admirer. With Christmas around the corner, she can't pinpoint who has been in the store and could possibly be her adm...
