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Prompt: A New Hair Colour – MyMagentaPeach

Character: Kitty Wilde

Words: 534

The bottles stretched out before her like a never-ending rainbow. There had never been so many shades that she hadn't even been vaguely aware of. The last time she had seen this kind of range had been when she had gone to M+M world on a family holiday to New York two years ago. She had just stood there, as she did now, in awe and wonder, trying to work out which colours she wanted.

But this time it was far more important that she got the right colour. Anything going wrong could end disastrously for her transfer to her new school. She needed to look different; she needed to be different if she was going to survive at this new school, just over two hours from her old one just inside Westerville. Sure it would mean a good trek every morning but it surely wouldn't matter as long as she did well at McKinley. She had to do well, achieve what she had always dreamed of, being head cheerleader and prom queen. After the incident at Crawford, that was never going to happen. She had been hounded out of that place; it was no perfect school by any means, despite what other people thought.

The aisle she was in was empty other than her. She twirled a loose brown curl around her finger, feeling the silkiness brush against her skin. It would be strange to not have her natural auburn hair that she had worn for fifteen years that she had been born with. But it was for the greater good, it all was.

Her eyes raked the aisle, looking for the perfect colour. She glazed over the neon pinks, midnight blacks and glittering golds, too much could go wrong when she attempted it in two weeks' time. Could it really be only two weeks left of the summer holidays? Had the hell of a holiday really gone completely? Sure the holiday itself hadn't been the most disgusting thing ever, they had gone to California and she had got a great tan to match her new hair colour, whatever it might be. It had been the lack of friends and chances to meet up that had got her. They had finally broken her, they had won. Never again.

Uninspired, she turned to leave and resign herself to being just her normal and old self, however much she hated the idea. But then, just as she reached the end of the aisle, a small bottle caught her eyesight and she stopped. A girl smiled on the front of the packet in a cheerleading uniform, with a gentle blonde colour that wasn't so disgusting peroxide blonde but by no means was it so faint that her auburn roots wouldn't show through. It wasn't too fake but it was enough that it would cover her head. Perfect, now she really would win. McKinley wouldn't know what had hit them.

She nodded as she picked up the bottle, the right price as well. Putting several into the basket, that would last her the first few weeks, she turned. "Kitty Wilde, head cheerleader, prom queen." She nodded; a satisfactory smirk on her face. That did sound pretty good.

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