Haircut

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I stood in front of the mirror feeling so dysphoric. I hated these days it felt like I couldn't go anywhere nor do anything. I had called Goth and he would be coming over as soon as his classes were over. I stared at myself and grabbed a pair of scissors. I pulled up a picture of a pixie cut and set it on the mirror. I started cutting. 

Snip. Snip. Snip

I ran my fingers through my new hair. It was short. I loved it.  I was me. I picked up a lock of my hair that I had cut off and trashed it triumphantly, the other pieces soon following suit. I went into the living room and sat on the couch feeling better about myself. 5 minuets later I hear a knock at the door and I go to open it.  

"Whoa, change your hair?" Goth laughed, before he patted my head.

"Uhm, yeah is it bad?"

"No, it's great don't worry." He said

I smiled and hugs him laying head on his shoulder.

"Ha! You should be careful before Prep gets jealous!" He said giggling hugging back.

I squeezed him and let go. 

"Goth"

"Yeah?"

"Can I join?"

It took him a second before he started again, "I'll talk to them."

"Thank you" I said before planting a kiss on his cheek.

"Do you want me to go now?" He asked.

"Take me with you?"

"Of Course." He said calmly.


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