Chapter One: Speechless – Lady Gaga

It was a quite morning in the City, the Toke City. Harriet walked towards her shop, her shop called Shampoodle's. Another long day at work, boring. Thank God the Firework show was going on this weekend. That was the only time she would be in the tranquil little town, Toke. It was a nice, breezy quite town. She loved that, she wished she could have that all over again. And another thing she was looking towards that weekend was seeing her boyfriend, Copper. They hadn't seen each-other since Toke's Cherry Blossom event. She walked into the little shop, the jingle rung through out the City. It was quiet. The lights flickered on and off until they were fully on. She knew she was going to have costumers. Later on that day she had her first costumer. It was Totakeke, also known as K.K. Slider. "Hello, Harriet." his hush voice said. She blushed, she couldn't help it! He was charming, cute and sensitive. "Hello, Totakeke" she said, rushing over to greet him. "What would you like today?" she said, putting on her apron. The infamous one, with French colors. "Oh...just a trim. I'm playing at the Fireworks show!" he said, leaning up against the wall. "Oh. Once again? Your show will be just perfect, shug!" she said, directing him over to the Barber chair. "Yes, I might change the set-list, man". He mad himself comfy in the big chair. She started cutting his white, soft, thick hair. She savored every moment of it. "Harriet?" he said, his voice got louder. She snapped back to the world, "Yes, shug?".

"Are you ok?" he asked, looking at her through the mirror. "Yes, shug" she repeated. "I have a question, are you still seeing Copper?" he asked, getting up from the brown chair. She looked disappointed at the question, she grabbed the hair that was in her paw and clutched it near her chest. Totakeke was standing here. That was one-in-a-million lifetime chances, just to look at him. "Yes..." she said, under her breath. Why was this so weird? It was because of the past relationship they had, wasnt it? Why is love so hard?