My braces are coming off in a month, thank god. I hate my braces, and because they fiddled around with them yesterday my teeth are so sore. I just want to get them off, but I can't help other than to snicker at my twin brother.

He has autism and he cut the elastic out from under his braces with a pair of scissors because he said it hurt too much. I can put up with my braces and elastic, but he has autism so… yeah. And he's always picks at his braces, he breaks them all the time and I don't really know how, and so he has to wear them for a couple of more months after I get mine taken off.

My mum says the first thing she'll do when our braces are gone is have a professional photo with the whole family, but I hate photos and cameras and all that. That's why it's easier to be on fanfiction, no one knows who I really am or what I look like and it makes it easier to write knowing that no one knows who I am.

From JAG-Loves-Animals.

Chapter 14: A New Me, A New Girl!

Jamie's POV:

"Why is everyone staring?" I hissed as we walked into school together. What was so fascinating about Izzy today? Half the school always gazed at her, but today everyone was staring and they began to whisper to other students until all eyes even the teachers were looking.

Kate gazed around and her eyebrows crossed. Izzy turned to me and leaned into my ear, "It's you… they're all looking at you…" She whispered and I frowned as my cheeks turned pink.

"What? Why?"

Izzy smiled and then turned to me, "It's your hair!" She gave the ends a little tug. I had my newly cut hair around my shoulder, I wasn't wearing my bow today and I had it blowing everywhere in the wind. "You look stunning with your hair like that and everybody knows it. You should have cut it years before," she giggled and she tucked my hair behind my ear.

"Really? Yo-you think so?" I touched the ends of my hair, it felt so light as if I didn't have hair anymore and it was abnormal not to have my hair brushing my legs. "It's weird…" My eyes flickered around and I noticed that all those eyes weren't on Izzy; they were for once on me as Jamie. "But… why is everyone staring? Is this a good… thing?"

Izzy sighed, "Of course it's a good thing, everyone's noticing you for you…" she then giggled as she leaned closer, "And look at all the guys, I told you last year you needed to cut your hair."

"Izzy, it can't just be my hair-"

"It signals that you've grown up and that you're no longer crazy like," she told me and I frowned. "It means you're mature now, you're not a little girl who's all gooey over guys anymore, it means you're being reasonable and looking forward to the future. And as Blossom it'll mean you're being more leader like, it'll make the city believe in you more."

I frowned, "You got all that from a haircut?" How could cutting my hair mean all that?

Izzy nodded, "You might just yet get asked to the Prom," she murmured happily and giggled.

My eyes flickered to Kate and she shook her head, "Don't look at me. I don't want to get involved in all this; personally I don't give to rat shakes if you cut your hair."

Princess sneered at us as we walked passed and then I remembered, "You get to homeroom, I have to talk with Mrs Keane." I then hurried away with my back pack and for once my hair wasn't getting under everyone's feet. I could feel it blowing in the wind, it felt so light and I felt kind of free as I ran with ease. My hair wasn't in the way and it made me miss my hair even as I sighed in relief.

I hurried through the crowd and around corners. Mrs Keane was upset that my English grades were getting worse, I didn't mean to, but with all the pressure from being the leader and the Rowdy Ruff Boys getting in the way I was failing.

I zoomed up the stairs and through the English corridor. Then I skidded to a stop as Oliver walked into my path and then he smirked at me, "Jamie, you've cut your hair." He gestured to it as if I didn't know.

"Uhhh… yeah," my cheeks turned bright red and I bit my lip. Oliver never talked to me, he never even looked at me and he had been a huge jerk to Izzy last year before I stopped crushing on him.

"It looks nice," he complimented.

"Thanks," I mumbled and then began to shuffle as my eyes went to the ground. "Anyway, I have to go see Mrs Keane," I blurted.

I went to go passed him, but then he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. "Just wait, look, do you wanna meet somewhere after school?" He didn't seem to really be asking me, just telling me.

I frowned, "What about your girlfriend?" Or friends. It was well known he cheated on all of them and that he slept with every girl.

He shrugged, "We broke up," he replied calmly and I remembered how he had been one of the eyes staring at me after he stopped making out with Debbie.

"Sure, you have," I mumbled. I pulled my wrist out of his grip, "You might want to find your girlfriend, I'm sure she misses you." I kept walking and I heard Oliver go down the stairs.

I rounded a corner and saw Brick leaning against the wall. He froze and I knew he had been listening. "Hey, getting pretty popular…" he mumbled and then his eyes went to the ends of my hair, "Uhhh…"

My cheeks turned red, "I had to, half of it was all black from the fire," I quickly blurted before he could think it was him.

His eyes went to my face, "Oh…" he smiled and his eyes lit up, "You believe that, babe."

I gaped as he strolled down the hall with a spring in his step and then glared. Asshole! I stormed in the other direction.

Babe? BABE? BABE?

I went to science with delight, all kinds of people were coming up to me and it was as if I was Izzy for once or if I was still Blossom.

Sir said if we won this competition we'd get twenty marks for our report. I was excited for this, I had to win this and I would win this.

I noticed more stares and I hid behind my hair. We were told to get in groups of five or six and so I quickly found my two friends, but we needed two or three more.

My eyes flickered to where the Rowdy Ruff Boys were, they were surrounded by girls and Princess had hold of them as she dragged them over to her table. However the Rowdy Ruff Boys had other plans and they stood by themselves, they refused everyone because they weren't good enough and I turned to my friends.

"We're going to win this-"

"I want to decorate it!" Izzy cried and I nodded as Kate groaned.

I sat down at my desk where they sat down around me, "You can decorate it, but just remember the whole thing is to stop the egg from smashing."

She nodded, "Oh, we can make the best protection for the widdle egg!" She beamed and giggled as she began to doddle plans for her decorations, not the actually experiment.

I sighed, "Looks like you and me will have to do the brain work," Kate grumbled to herself. "It's easy, just stop the egg from breaking."

The teacher made that sound he always did as if he had a frog in his throat and everyone went silent as they turned to him. He pointed at the Rowdy Ruff Boys, "Where's the rest of your group?" He demanded.

"This is our group," Brick told him and he scolded.

"I told you, groups of five or six. Now, everyone else has five or six, expect you three and you girls," his finger pointed at us and I groaned.

"Sir, we're fine on our own," I informed him and he shook his head. His eyes said it all and so I gave up, he didn't even tell us to work together.

"All they know is how to break stuff, our egg's doomed," Kate muttered and I agreed.

The Rowdy Ruff Boys sat around us, Brick was right in front of me as he sat on his chair backwards, Boomer sat on Izzy's desk and Butch sat on a pile of back packs in front of Kate.

My eyes went to the table of materials across the room, "Come on, Kate," I stood up and she came too as Izzy got lost in her doddles of sparkles and rainbows. "Just grab anything that looks like it would protect something."

We searched through all the pieces of paper, wool, crayons, pens and all the other arts and craft. Perfect. I saw a pile of coloured foam and reached out, but a huge hand bet me and I realised that I couldn't reach anyway.

My eyes flickered up to see Brick and I grumbled as he held red foam, "Not your favourite colour? Sorry, I don't like pink."

I rolled my eyes as I walked all the way around the table to where the foam was. I grabbed a variety of colours for Izzy and then went back to the decks. "Here, you go, you choose."

She giggled at the foam, "So pretty," she then began comparing colours together to see which matched the best and Boomer actually helped.

After that I went back to the materials as Butch began to sleep, Boomer and Izzy had colours, Kate was drawing rude pictures on the back of Princess's seat and Brick was also looking for materials.

I bumped into Princess as I was collecting balls of wool and she glared. "You think cutting your hair makes you something?" She demanded and I frowned.

"No," I shook my head and continued to collect wool, "I just cut my hair."

She glared all the more, "You think you're something special now, don't you? You think you're competition?" I shook my head as I began to collect popsicle sticks. "Just know you aren't going to my birthday party and that Bradley is mine," she growled and it took me a few minutes of confusion before I realised that Bradley was Brick.

I nearly gaged, "WHAT?" I shrieked and eyes fell on me, "You can have him! And as if I'd want to go to your party!" I went back to my desk and angrily started gluing pieces together.

Kate sat down next to me and Butch woke up, "What was that about?" She asked and Izzy looked at me innocently. But she was a bad gossiper.

"Princess can stick it where the sun don't shine," I grumbled and I began to create what would protect our egg.

"Fine," Kate shrugged.

I decided as my eyes flickered to Izzy girly designs that I wouldn't let those Rowdy Ruff Boys mess this up for me.

I met Daniel in the hallways on the way to my next class and smiled politely as I blushed. "Hi," I greeted with my hands full of my school books.

Daniel smiled and his eyes gazed at my hair, I hoped he liked it this way. "Hey, Jamie. Nice hair, it looks good shorter," he told me and my smile grew.

"Thanks," my cheeks turned to red.

He scratched his head, "Now I regret not asking you to Prom…" he murmured awkwardly and I reminded of how nice he was, he hadn't turned the other girl down even when he changed his mind. "We might still be able to get a bite?"

"Oh, sure…" I nodded and what little hope I had vanished when it came to Prom. "Anyway… I uhhh… have to get to class."

"What if we meet up after school or something?" He asked and I wasn't sure if this counted as cheating. Well, friends could meet up after school… "What about at the little coffee shop at three?"

I smiled, "Sure, that sounds nice…" I chewed my lip. "I have to get to class." I quickly hurried away and I needed to talk to Bubbles.

I sat down between my friends and as the teacher began to explain our assessment task I whispered to Izzy. She made me promise that I'd tell her absolutely everything and she also told me how it was perfectly fine because it wasn't exactly a real date and because he could just be asking Hayley so he didn't have to go alone to the Prom, they might not really be together.

Maybe there was just something magical about short hair, if I knew this would happen I would have cut my hair years before. Extremely long hair was over rated.