Author's Notes: This is a filler. Sorry for not updating sooner! Spring Break is fun and I didn't want to sit on a chair searching the web all day. By the way, it has been awhile since I played this game, so Fharren is just someone I added for fun. Hey! It can happen. This is after all the year after the game. Also, Fharren was my hair stylist today, so this chapter is dedicated to her for straightening my hair and giving me a cooler look. Thank you! So, the haircut is a little based on my experience today. Oh! Someone give me a title for this chapter. Haircut seems too dull. READ NOW!

Chapter 14

The rest of the week…well, it was as normal as it can be. Then again, I am putting it into the standards of what Bullworth calls 'normal.' Anyways, if you want a better description, here it is. Bullies don't bully nerds much, preps got some greasers in trouble, I whooped their rich booties…sorry, that is a funny word. Russell keeps on following me saying he will "Protect you because that is what Russell does for pretty friends." I guess I should go to the present.

I woke up early again on Saturday. I did the regular routing and blah, blah, blah. I wore some skinny jeans, my converse, a black tank top, and a grey jacket that is really just on me for looks, not warmth. It has been getting warmer these days and everyone has been starting to wear short sleeved outfits and what not. I gave a small sigh when I looked at my hair. It was pretty long and needed a nice cut. I looked at the clock as it read 7:00. If I am right, Ms. Peabody doesn't come until 7:30 and Pinky has her own room. I didn't get ALL the preps yet on revenge so I grabbed a revised version of a stink bomb, compliments of Beatrice, and left my room. I sneaked down the halls and finally got to Pinky's room. I opened the door and saw her sleeping peacefully in the large bed wearing her silk pajamas. "Morning call," I whispered to no one. I threw the stink bomb in and closed the door. *CRASH* "AHHHHHH!" I laughed as I ran out of the dorms still hearing the shrill of Pinky's scream. I went to the garage and got my black bike. Hmm, what was the place Ricky told me had good haircuts? Oh yeah! Final Cut! After giving myself a pat on the back for remembering, I went on to the barber.

When I got there, I was greeted happily by one of the stylists. "Hello there! What can I do for ya?" the stylist asked. "Oh, I just came in to get a few inches cut off and maybe a new style." I replied. "Great! Since you got here early, I will give you a discount! Is it also okay with you if one of my trainees cut your hair?" "Not at all. As long as the person doesn't make me bald." The stylist laughed a bit and called out the trainee. It was the first time I heard this name. "Fharren! There is someone here willing to get their hair styled by you!" A few seconds later, a lady who was probably as tall as me came and stood in front of us. She had platinum blonde hair that was short and yet stylish. It was about as long as Lola's only it was a little shorter and had some spunk to it. She looked to be in her early twenties, if not, probably eighteen or nineteen. "Hello! I am so glad you accepted! You will be my first person I will style!" Fharren said. I was a little nervous when she said that, but it won't be bad, right? She sat me down and covered me with that cloak thingy stylists give you. She turned the chair around so I was no longer facing the mirror. "So, what would you like?" she asked. "Hmm, I would like a cut that comes to the middle of my chest and then you can go wild and style it the way you think it would be best," I replied. She gave a huge smile and tilted her head. "Oh boy! I hoped you would say that! I know the perfect style that will go with that length!" The next thing I know, she is snipping away at my hair. She was fast at that and then started styling my hair. She got her scissors out once more and cut more of my hair in the front. After about ten minutes or so, I really don't know, she put everything away except one bottle of product. "Done!" she exclaimed happily. She turned the chair around and I gasped. The person in the mirror was DEFINITELY not me! My hair was a little shorter than I asked, but that was because she made it all wavy and curly, making my hair look like a stormy black sea. She also gave me bang that covered my forehead. I was not happy….I was frozen with excitement! "Please tell me you are happy!" Fharren pleaded. "What can I say? You will be getting a huge tip for this!" I gave her a smirk and she squeezed me in a bear hug. "!" she shouted into my ear. "Release me or your tip will be cut in half!" She let go of me and blushed. After she said her sorrys, I gave her the money for the cut and a ten dollar tip. She also gave me a bottle of her homemade 'wave in a bottle.' I am pretty sure that is why my hair looks like what it is now. I tried to pay her, but she refused, saying it was a gift for being her first customer and guinea pig. I left the building with the product in hand and saw someone was waiting for me. "Russell? Why are you here?" I asked the larger than average boy. "Oh, hi Han-" he started but stopped mid-sentence when he turned to greet me. "What? Do I have a second head or something?" I asked sarcastically. "Uh, no. Russell thinks Hannah looks more prettier with her hair like that." He looked down at his feet and I swore I saw the smallest hint of pink on his cheeks. "Awww, thanks Russell! Anyways, why are you here?" "Gary told Russell to get you so Russell followed you over here and waited," he replied. I don't know why I think this since I am trying to keep my emotions on a leash, but I can't help but always make him happy. I also don't know why I think he is cute, not as in "I have a crush on him" but "Aww, the kindergartener is so cute when he make grammar mistakes!" Heh, I don't know why I think stuff like this. I guess that is a reason to get back on my meds, but not enough.

Author's Notes: Like I said before, filler. AND IT IS ABOUT A FRIDGIN' HAIRCUT! Anyways, review. The next chapter will be a break and like a talkshow with special guests. Feel free to send in LOTS of questions. You can even ask a character a question! Yeah, I was watching an interview thingy and got the idea and stuck with it.

Gary: Review

Hannah: Favorite

Crazy Kikyo: ASK SOME RIDICULOUS QUESTIONS WHILE YOU ARE AT IT!

Kikyo: Wah! Get her out before she hits someone again!

Crazy Kikyo: -Hits Jimmy- TOO LATE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HUH? AH! DON'T CHASE A GIRL WITH A STICK!

Jimmy: Should of thought of that before you hit me!

Kikyo:...I'll stop before it gets too bad...