Author's Note: I think it is once again one of those rare situations where there is really nothing worth saying at the moment. So I'm going to just let you read without me trying to pester you TOO much.
"Do I really have to get a haircut?" Spencer asked Lacey as she was dragging him toward a nearby salon.
"Yes. Your hair is almost as long as mine." She laughed.
"Okay, but can I at least get it done at a barber shop? I'll get bullied even worse if someone sees me here."
"No you can't because I have to get a trim and last time I went to a barbershop instead of a salon I came out nearly bald. If anyone gives you shit I'll beat their ass. You know that."
Spencer dropped on the ground and tried to cross his arms but kind of failed because Lacey still had a grip on his wrist. "I'm not going in there."
"Come on. You're being ridiculous." She tugged at him. He just shook his head, hair flying everywhere.
"Fine." She groaned.
~At the barber shop :3~
"Wow. That looks great." Lacey said, running her hands through Spencer's newly cut hair. "Very sexy." She kissed him, keeping her hands in his hair.
"Thank you. It's your turn" He replied.
"Just a trim." Lacey turned to the barber and pointed, "Only a trim, not a real haircut."
"I'll tell you what. If I can actually cut your hair I'll give you both haircuts free." The barber bargained with her. He was an odd man who evidentially really wanted to cut Lacey's hair.
"I'll accept that offer. I'm getting tired of it being so long anyway. Make it go to the middle of my back." She said.
Once he was done it was Spencer's turn to gawk. "You uh… You l-look great." He reached out and ran his fingers down her hair. "It's so much shorter. I m-mean it's not really short but-"
"I get what you're trying to say." She laughed. They thanked the odd barber and left. "So I'm thinkin' we could go to the dmv and you could get your license. Then we could drive somewhere." She took his hand.
"How about we drive somewhere tomorrow. That way we have all day to spend wherever it is we go."
"Okay. Let's go."
~Later~
"Look at that. Isn't it awesome? Do you know what this means? It means so much more freedom." Lacey was holding Spencer's driver's license in front of her face. Well it was his permit but she had a few fake ID's so it was okay for them to drive around anyway. They would just say she was a "responsible adult".
He laughed, "You're a little too excited over a little permit."
"So it's only two, what do you want to do?" She asked as they walked away from the building and handed him his permit back.
"Sleep. I got absolutely none last night. Nightmares."
"What were the nightmares of?"
"Most I couldn't remember but there was one that really freaked me out. You were screaming and I couldn't find you because it was dark. You were calling for me but I couldn't come." Lacey stopped and hugged him. After what seemed like the longest hug he'd ever gotten she kissed him.
"You can sleep later. Now I want to find out where we're going tomorrow."
He stopped, pointing to one of the many posters lining the brick alley wall. "What about the carnival?"