Chapter 9-It's Called Style

Dan's eyes bugged "A COBRA was at your school?"

I shrugged "Yeah he IS. Not was" I corrected but Dan just rolled his eyes.

"Okay big diff. like THAT matters." I opened my mouth to retort back that, yeah it really did matter when Nellie shouted out for us to listen.

"Alright I get it! Now shut up and let's discuss this firstly Amy, I LOVE your hair and the shirt is to-die for." I beamed and Dan muttered "Once a nerd always a nerd…" This got him a glare from Nellie as she continued.

"But don't you think the change is a bit drastic? I mean, you don't look anything like the old Amy we love, but if you want to get Ian's attention you're definitely going the right way."

I could feel my face burning up and I gasped at her accusation. I was about to make it clear that I did NOT and never will like Ian Kabra, but Dan was being annoying as usual; he danced around the room singing "Amy loves a Cobra! Amy Loves a Cobra!"

Nellie rolled her eyes, "We know Dan! Everyone knows." I stared at them in shock "What do you mean everyone knows?"

Dan batted the question away "Doesn't matter, what matters is Cobras face tomorrow when he sees this." He pointed to my hair and I felt my blush creeping up again. "Anyway I'm not going to miss it! I have to charge my camera NOW."

He ran up the stairs laughing in delight. Nellie and I watched him go in amazement; Nellie shrugged "Little amuses him." I nodded in agreement.

The Next Day: Amy POV

I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror fingering my hair. It didn't look as good as it did yesterday, it was probably because I spent all night restless, worrying what people would think about me, I could just imagine the rumors going around after I burst into tears the day before.

"Amy! Hurry up what's taking you so long!"

I sighed, "Go away Dan give me 10 more minutes."

I could hear Dan groan from the other side of the bathroom door "You said that TEN MINUTES ago! I'm getting Nellie!"

Two minutes later someone knocked on the bathroom door "Amy open up! It's Nellie, are you alright?"

I opened the door when Nellie saw me her eyes widened "Wow! What happened to your hair?"

I groaned "I Was hoping you could help me figure that out."

Nellie looked at me thoughtfully, "Ok first we need a brush, hair spray, tweezers, a toothpick and a piece of spaghetti."

I was nodding until the list got a little weird, "Ummm spaghetti?" she ignored me of course. She looked at me and nodded, "You really need my special attention."

Nellie just keeps surprising me! "I didn't know you knew so much about hair, you sound like Natalie Kabra!"

Nellie's eyes narrowed "Do you think when I got this I didn't learn anything about hair?" She pointed to her punk-style blond and black hair.

I had to agree with her, "Now sit still." She steered me in front of the mirror. "I'll get the tweezers."

Nobody's POV

Amy stared at herself in the mirror. "Wow! Nellie, I have no idea how you did this!" Her hair was even better than when she had gone to the hairdresser.

Nellie modestly shrugged. "It was nothing, really.

Amy looked down at her watch "Great, I'm going to be late. I missed the bus."

Nellie smiled at Amy with a mischievous glint in her eye. She led Amy who was looking at her confused, down the stairs and walked towards the kitchen.

She pressed a small, undefined button on the top of the oven. A small drawer popped out revealing five keys.

She picked one up and walked over to Amy who was now looking at her suspiciously. Nellie held up the keys in front of her. "You know... you're not a Madrigal for nothing. You might as well go to school in…Style"

Amy smiled slowly finally understanding what Nellie was getting at. She took the keys from her grinning Au-Pair's hand.