A Christmas To Remember
Chapter 7: Pretty In Pink, Hair cuts, goodbyes . . . and facts.
"I HATE pink!" Tailor tugged at the pink baggy jumper April had put her in and sighed. She turned to April with puppy-dog eyes. "Do I have to wear this?"
"Yes", April jumped off the subway and Tailor followed her, "since most of your clothes need washing you might as well wear a baggy jumper and pink was the only one I had, and besides, you look pretty in pink".
"But it's just not me April". Tailor walked beside April and they both headed to the hairdressers. "Look, I know we're like sisters and everything, and pink is a nice colour, but it just doesn't go with my personality, and with my long hair, I look like Barbie!"
April laughed and tightened her scarf around her neck. "No you don't! I know it's not your personality style, but you'll have to make do with it until you get home, your clothes should be dry by then".
Tailor sighed and nodded. "Fine".
April smiled. "Then after do you want to see the guys? I have the whole day off today". They turned a corner and could see 'Cutters' just down the street.
Tailor sighed again. "I'm meeting Elliot at 8:40, so can I meet you there? After I've said goodbye to him?"
April nodded. "Sure, but, I know you got there last night but how did you actually know your way there?"
Tailor smiled at her. "Even when I'm scared I'll remember the hardest places, and I just remember which corners we took, and it was a good job the manhole was slightly open or I wouldn't have got there at all!"
When they reached the hairdressers Tailor opened the door and the smell of hair products reached her face. She wrinkled her nose and walked in.
//
"No", came Tailor's firm answer.
The woman holding Tailor's hair in her hands sighed. "You don't want me to cut it to at least half way down your back, it seems long enough".
"Nope", Tailor answered again, sitting in the chair, "just a trim and my fringe".
April frowned in the other chair next to her. A woman was just spraying her hair with water. "You don't have a fringe".
Tailor smiled and pulled a few layers from her hair. When the layers flowed over one side of her face April smiled. "Cool, it's pretty".
Tailor flicked it aside and nodded. "It just needs cutting, I only have it showing mainly when I have my hair up, so there's just something to fall over my face".
The woman named 'Rudy' behind Tailor smiled as well. "Very well, your hair is very long but it's the softest I've ever seen, how do you keep it like that?"
Tailor tilted her neck to look at Rudy. "Talent; and loads of Loreal Kid's products"
Rudy smiled and got out her scissors. "Ok, let's start cutting then".
//
"Gross, there's all hair down my back!"
April smiled and unlocked the door to her apartment. "Just get in, every street we walked down boys gawped at you! Did you have to get Rudy to make your fringe look so great?"
Tailor lifted up her hands. "What?"
April shook her head and opened the door. Tailor ran in and bolted up the stairs. April giggled and shouted after her. "There's clean towels already up there!"
"Thanks!" Came the reply followed by the sound of the shower.
April took off her coat and hung it up and clicked on the kettle. In a few minutes she sat on a stool, a hot mug of coffee in front of her. April smiled to herself, she loved it when Tailor came, and it was like spending time with her sister-in-law again. Tailor may not have noticed but she was quite like her mother.
//
Tailor quickly dried her hair with the hair dryer and put it up, leaving her one-sided layered fringe down the side of her face. She put on her favourite black jeans and a red top, followed by a blue adidas coat she had brought with her. She quickly zipped up her coat and ran out of her bedroom.
April was reading the newspaper when she got downstairs. Tailor smiled at her and slipped on her trainers. "I'll meet you down there, ok?"
April nodded. "Sure, about 10 past 9, ok?"
Tailor nodded, reminding April of her when she was younger. "Yeah, totally, see you later!" She ran out of the apartment, closing the door behind her.
April smiled and went back to reading. "Chief Sternum promoted!" She shouted shocked, when she saw the second page. "A medal rewarded! Oh my God! Rubbish!" She threw the paper in the bin disgusted and finished off her coffee.
//
"Hey, Elliot", Tailor smiled at her friend and walked over to him, most of the time she would be waiting for him, but she had to get ready, today Elliot wore a pair of tracksuit bottoms and a dark blue, kappa coat.
"Hey", he smiled at her and stood in front of her, "how's it going?"
"Fine, April's washing your sweater, it will be all squeaky clean when you get back, ok?"
"Sure", he nodded, "want to go get a drink? We have 20 minutes".
Tailor put her hands in her pockets. "Yeah, Kay"
//
Five minutes later they both sat in a café, hot chocolate in front of them. Elliot sat opposite Tailor and looked at her. She had had a hair cut, he could tell. Her hair was high up and she had cut her fringe again. She looked so innocent, he thought, her plain adidas coat baggy on her and steam from the hot chocolate making her cheeks red.
"Something wrong?"
Elliot shook himself from his thoughts. "No, you just look . . . I don't know . . . different".
Tailor smiled at him and sipped her hot chocolate. "Still the same on the inside, Mr. Blaine".
Elliot nodded. "Yeah, guess so, how have you been anyway?"
"Fine", Tailor frowned, she had to tell him, he had always been her friend, "Scott came round delivering a pizza, barged in of course and left me petrified, the usual".
Elliot looked at her wide-eyed. "Oh Tailor, why didn't you tell me?"
Tailor shook her head and looked at the table, she realised she was holding her mug so tightly her fingers started to burn. "Didn't see no point, I was fine".
Elliot frowned at his friend. "Listen Tailor, I know you're not a emotional person, but I know when you've been scared, you're shaking a little".
Tailor took her hands off her mug and kept her gaze on the table. "I was scared, I'd admit, Scott scares the hell out of me, ok? But I couldn't tell you, I didn't want you to worry".
"So why did you?" Elliot willed his friend to look up at him, but she didn't.
"Because . . . I can't keep things from you". Tailor answered quietly.
Elliot leaned over and grabbed her hands. "I'm glad you told me", she looked at him with watery eyes but Elliot knew she would never cry, for some reason, she never did, only once when she broke her foot when they were young. But for some reason, a salty tear escaped her eye and rolled down her face. Elliot was slightly shocked but moved off the cushion chair and sat next to her on the opposite side. "You ok?"
Tailor quickly wiped her eyes and mentally kicked herself for crying. "Sorry . . . I didn't mean . . . sorry".
Elliot ran a hand through his hair. "What's wrong Tailor?"
Tailor sniffed and sat back. Elliot put an arm around her shoulder and let her lean her head on his chest.
"N-nothing, just that, Scott, he just, well, scares me".
"He scares everyone, don't worry Tailor, you know I wouldn't go on this holiday thing if I didn't have to".
Tailor lifted her head up and smiled at him. "I know, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry", she looked at her watch, wanting to get off the topic, "we better go, I know you've got to leave soon".
Elliot nodded and stood up, helping her up after him. "Come on".
//
"Bye Elliot", she hugged him. They were best friends, Tailor thought, she saw some people smile when they walked past them, thinking Elliot was her boyfriend but she didn't care, no one could break their friendship. She broke away from him and smile. "Send me a postcard?"
Elliot smiled and nodded. "Sure, you will be ok, won't you?"
Tailor nodded back at him. "Of course, you just caught me off-guard, I'll be fine, just make sure you write and text me".
"Here, I want you to have this, early Christmas present", Elliot took off a black chain with a 'Leo' (lion) symbol on it and gave it to her. "I know your birthday's in the same month as mine, so you can't lie to me and say it's not", he smiled at her and handed it over.
Tailor looked at it. "But - this is yours, not mine".
Elliot shook his head. "It's yours now, I read my horoscope and it told me it means safety and love, who knows", he shrugged, "maybe it'll bring you luck".
Tailor smiled and tied it round her neck. "You're brilliant Elliot, thanks, as for safety, I know I will be, but as for love, yours is all I need", she lightly punched him playfully on his arm and gave him a hug. "See you in a week".
Elliot kissed her cheek and smiled. "See you in a week".
She waved him off and clutched the chain when he was out of sight. He was so sweet, she thought, a best friend anyone could ask for.
//
"Hey April! Hey guys!" Five minutes later Tailor was climbing down the sewer ladder and she walked over to April and the four turtles who were watching a movie. Tailor looked around and frowned. "Where's Splinter?"
"Meditating", Mikey answered, eyes glued to the screen.
Tailor shrugged and sat on the floor near Raph. "What are you watching?"
Raph looked at her with a sad expression. "What am I watching? Nothing. They've been watching 'Santa ClausE' for ages!"
Tailor frowned a little. "The one with Tim Allen? Where he shaves and goes, 'I'm in big trouble, hmmhmm?"
Raph smiled slightly. She did good impressions like Mikey. "The one and only, at least you haven't been through this torture!" He lowered his voice to a whisper when the other's told him to hush. "I've been watching 'Muppet's Christmas Coral', been listening to that stupid sleigh and now I've been made to watch this because at the movies it's still 'A Nightmare Before Christmas'! And it's freezing!"
Tailor giggled and whispered back. "Well, what can you complain about? You're lucky to have three brothers, I'm an only child".
"Can I be one?"
Tailor smiled and shook her head. "You'll see how lucky you are if you was an only child, the only main friends I have is Elliot, and you guys". She looked away from him and gazed back to the screen.
Tim Allen was just asking the doctor how fast facial hair grows. 'I shave in the morning in the afternoon I look like this!' He pulled his face towards the doctor and Tailor smiled. This film was cool. But she preferred 'A Nightmare Before Christmas'; it was the last film she saw before her mum died.
Tailor frowned and stood up. "Is it ok if I go get a glass of water?"
"Sure", everyone answered, eyes still on the screen.
Tailor quickly ran out of the living room and into the kitchen. She grabbed a cup that was hanging up and filled it with water. She sat down and drank it in one gulp.
Raph came into the kitchen seconds later and sat down opposite her. He had seen her face expression change, even though his brothers didn't. "S'up?"
Tailor smiled at him. "Nothing much"
"Thought you was getting a drink of water?" He looked at her empty cup.
Tailor smiled again and looked at it also. "I drank it".
"Whoa, quick"
"Yup, so why did you come in here?" Tailor gazed at him.
"Just, saw how quickly your attitude changed, thought something might be eating ya".
Tailor shook her head. "Nothing, but thanks for asking"
Raph nodded. They sat in silence then Tailor broke the silence. "How come your different?" She asked.
"Who?"
"You, your brothers, all of you, just wondering . . . how come your all different? On the inside that is"
Raph shrugged. "Dunno . . . Mikey's the funny one, Donnie's the smartest one, Leo . . . well Leo's sort of the smart / meditating one and I'm . . ."
". . . Not like the rest of them", she finished for him.
"How - how did you know?"
Tailor smiled and rubbed her finger round the rim of her cup. "Easy, I've been there, when I was at school I never really fit in, it was cheerleaders with cheerleaders, smart ones with smart ones, jocks with jocks, sporty with sporty, I was only in the sporty one really but I was still different because of my Indian life style, so I know how you feel, even though you've never been through it, but it's similar to you and your brothers".
Raph shrugged and thought about it. "Guess so, I think".
Tailor got up and rinsed her cup out; she dried it with a towel and hung it back up. "Well, you may be different to us on the outside but on the inside you're just as unique", she smiled slightly, "a bit like me".
She gave him one last smile and walked out of the kitchen.
Raph sat there, still. Never had anyone said that to him. Except Splinter maybe. But she said it so nicely, he leaned forward on the table; how did she know so much? They had only known her for 4 days and she had only seen them a few times. He frowned a little, Tailor was nice but he wondered how she knew so much about him when he knew so little about her.
//
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Chapter 7: Pretty In Pink, Hair cuts, goodbyes . . . and facts.
"I HATE pink!" Tailor tugged at the pink baggy jumper April had put her in and sighed. She turned to April with puppy-dog eyes. "Do I have to wear this?"
"Yes", April jumped off the subway and Tailor followed her, "since most of your clothes need washing you might as well wear a baggy jumper and pink was the only one I had, and besides, you look pretty in pink".
"But it's just not me April". Tailor walked beside April and they both headed to the hairdressers. "Look, I know we're like sisters and everything, and pink is a nice colour, but it just doesn't go with my personality, and with my long hair, I look like Barbie!"
April laughed and tightened her scarf around her neck. "No you don't! I know it's not your personality style, but you'll have to make do with it until you get home, your clothes should be dry by then".
Tailor sighed and nodded. "Fine".
April smiled. "Then after do you want to see the guys? I have the whole day off today". They turned a corner and could see 'Cutters' just down the street.
Tailor sighed again. "I'm meeting Elliot at 8:40, so can I meet you there? After I've said goodbye to him?"
April nodded. "Sure, but, I know you got there last night but how did you actually know your way there?"
Tailor smiled at her. "Even when I'm scared I'll remember the hardest places, and I just remember which corners we took, and it was a good job the manhole was slightly open or I wouldn't have got there at all!"
When they reached the hairdressers Tailor opened the door and the smell of hair products reached her face. She wrinkled her nose and walked in.
//
"No", came Tailor's firm answer.
The woman holding Tailor's hair in her hands sighed. "You don't want me to cut it to at least half way down your back, it seems long enough".
"Nope", Tailor answered again, sitting in the chair, "just a trim and my fringe".
April frowned in the other chair next to her. A woman was just spraying her hair with water. "You don't have a fringe".
Tailor smiled and pulled a few layers from her hair. When the layers flowed over one side of her face April smiled. "Cool, it's pretty".
Tailor flicked it aside and nodded. "It just needs cutting, I only have it showing mainly when I have my hair up, so there's just something to fall over my face".
The woman named 'Rudy' behind Tailor smiled as well. "Very well, your hair is very long but it's the softest I've ever seen, how do you keep it like that?"
Tailor tilted her neck to look at Rudy. "Talent; and loads of Loreal Kid's products"
Rudy smiled and got out her scissors. "Ok, let's start cutting then".
//
"Gross, there's all hair down my back!"
April smiled and unlocked the door to her apartment. "Just get in, every street we walked down boys gawped at you! Did you have to get Rudy to make your fringe look so great?"
Tailor lifted up her hands. "What?"
April shook her head and opened the door. Tailor ran in and bolted up the stairs. April giggled and shouted after her. "There's clean towels already up there!"
"Thanks!" Came the reply followed by the sound of the shower.
April took off her coat and hung it up and clicked on the kettle. In a few minutes she sat on a stool, a hot mug of coffee in front of her. April smiled to herself, she loved it when Tailor came, and it was like spending time with her sister-in-law again. Tailor may not have noticed but she was quite like her mother.
//
Tailor quickly dried her hair with the hair dryer and put it up, leaving her one-sided layered fringe down the side of her face. She put on her favourite black jeans and a red top, followed by a blue adidas coat she had brought with her. She quickly zipped up her coat and ran out of her bedroom.
April was reading the newspaper when she got downstairs. Tailor smiled at her and slipped on her trainers. "I'll meet you down there, ok?"
April nodded. "Sure, about 10 past 9, ok?"
Tailor nodded, reminding April of her when she was younger. "Yeah, totally, see you later!" She ran out of the apartment, closing the door behind her.
April smiled and went back to reading. "Chief Sternum promoted!" She shouted shocked, when she saw the second page. "A medal rewarded! Oh my God! Rubbish!" She threw the paper in the bin disgusted and finished off her coffee.
//
"Hey, Elliot", Tailor smiled at her friend and walked over to him, most of the time she would be waiting for him, but she had to get ready, today Elliot wore a pair of tracksuit bottoms and a dark blue, kappa coat.
"Hey", he smiled at her and stood in front of her, "how's it going?"
"Fine, April's washing your sweater, it will be all squeaky clean when you get back, ok?"
"Sure", he nodded, "want to go get a drink? We have 20 minutes".
Tailor put her hands in her pockets. "Yeah, Kay"
//
Five minutes later they both sat in a café, hot chocolate in front of them. Elliot sat opposite Tailor and looked at her. She had had a hair cut, he could tell. Her hair was high up and she had cut her fringe again. She looked so innocent, he thought, her plain adidas coat baggy on her and steam from the hot chocolate making her cheeks red.
"Something wrong?"
Elliot shook himself from his thoughts. "No, you just look . . . I don't know . . . different".
Tailor smiled at him and sipped her hot chocolate. "Still the same on the inside, Mr. Blaine".
Elliot nodded. "Yeah, guess so, how have you been anyway?"
"Fine", Tailor frowned, she had to tell him, he had always been her friend, "Scott came round delivering a pizza, barged in of course and left me petrified, the usual".
Elliot looked at her wide-eyed. "Oh Tailor, why didn't you tell me?"
Tailor shook her head and looked at the table, she realised she was holding her mug so tightly her fingers started to burn. "Didn't see no point, I was fine".
Elliot frowned at his friend. "Listen Tailor, I know you're not a emotional person, but I know when you've been scared, you're shaking a little".
Tailor took her hands off her mug and kept her gaze on the table. "I was scared, I'd admit, Scott scares the hell out of me, ok? But I couldn't tell you, I didn't want you to worry".
"So why did you?" Elliot willed his friend to look up at him, but she didn't.
"Because . . . I can't keep things from you". Tailor answered quietly.
Elliot leaned over and grabbed her hands. "I'm glad you told me", she looked at him with watery eyes but Elliot knew she would never cry, for some reason, she never did, only once when she broke her foot when they were young. But for some reason, a salty tear escaped her eye and rolled down her face. Elliot was slightly shocked but moved off the cushion chair and sat next to her on the opposite side. "You ok?"
Tailor quickly wiped her eyes and mentally kicked herself for crying. "Sorry . . . I didn't mean . . . sorry".
Elliot ran a hand through his hair. "What's wrong Tailor?"
Tailor sniffed and sat back. Elliot put an arm around her shoulder and let her lean her head on his chest.
"N-nothing, just that, Scott, he just, well, scares me".
"He scares everyone, don't worry Tailor, you know I wouldn't go on this holiday thing if I didn't have to".
Tailor lifted her head up and smiled at him. "I know, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry", she looked at her watch, wanting to get off the topic, "we better go, I know you've got to leave soon".
Elliot nodded and stood up, helping her up after him. "Come on".
//
"Bye Elliot", she hugged him. They were best friends, Tailor thought, she saw some people smile when they walked past them, thinking Elliot was her boyfriend but she didn't care, no one could break their friendship. She broke away from him and smile. "Send me a postcard?"
Elliot smiled and nodded. "Sure, you will be ok, won't you?"
Tailor nodded back at him. "Of course, you just caught me off-guard, I'll be fine, just make sure you write and text me".
"Here, I want you to have this, early Christmas present", Elliot took off a black chain with a 'Leo' (lion) symbol on it and gave it to her. "I know your birthday's in the same month as mine, so you can't lie to me and say it's not", he smiled at her and handed it over.
Tailor looked at it. "But - this is yours, not mine".
Elliot shook his head. "It's yours now, I read my horoscope and it told me it means safety and love, who knows", he shrugged, "maybe it'll bring you luck".
Tailor smiled and tied it round her neck. "You're brilliant Elliot, thanks, as for safety, I know I will be, but as for love, yours is all I need", she lightly punched him playfully on his arm and gave him a hug. "See you in a week".
Elliot kissed her cheek and smiled. "See you in a week".
She waved him off and clutched the chain when he was out of sight. He was so sweet, she thought, a best friend anyone could ask for.
//
"Hey April! Hey guys!" Five minutes later Tailor was climbing down the sewer ladder and she walked over to April and the four turtles who were watching a movie. Tailor looked around and frowned. "Where's Splinter?"
"Meditating", Mikey answered, eyes glued to the screen.
Tailor shrugged and sat on the floor near Raph. "What are you watching?"
Raph looked at her with a sad expression. "What am I watching? Nothing. They've been watching 'Santa ClausE' for ages!"
Tailor frowned a little. "The one with Tim Allen? Where he shaves and goes, 'I'm in big trouble, hmmhmm?"
Raph smiled slightly. She did good impressions like Mikey. "The one and only, at least you haven't been through this torture!" He lowered his voice to a whisper when the other's told him to hush. "I've been watching 'Muppet's Christmas Coral', been listening to that stupid sleigh and now I've been made to watch this because at the movies it's still 'A Nightmare Before Christmas'! And it's freezing!"
Tailor giggled and whispered back. "Well, what can you complain about? You're lucky to have three brothers, I'm an only child".
"Can I be one?"
Tailor smiled and shook her head. "You'll see how lucky you are if you was an only child, the only main friends I have is Elliot, and you guys". She looked away from him and gazed back to the screen.
Tim Allen was just asking the doctor how fast facial hair grows. 'I shave in the morning in the afternoon I look like this!' He pulled his face towards the doctor and Tailor smiled. This film was cool. But she preferred 'A Nightmare Before Christmas'; it was the last film she saw before her mum died.
Tailor frowned and stood up. "Is it ok if I go get a glass of water?"
"Sure", everyone answered, eyes still on the screen.
Tailor quickly ran out of the living room and into the kitchen. She grabbed a cup that was hanging up and filled it with water. She sat down and drank it in one gulp.
Raph came into the kitchen seconds later and sat down opposite her. He had seen her face expression change, even though his brothers didn't. "S'up?"
Tailor smiled at him. "Nothing much"
"Thought you was getting a drink of water?" He looked at her empty cup.
Tailor smiled again and looked at it also. "I drank it".
"Whoa, quick"
"Yup, so why did you come in here?" Tailor gazed at him.
"Just, saw how quickly your attitude changed, thought something might be eating ya".
Tailor shook her head. "Nothing, but thanks for asking"
Raph nodded. They sat in silence then Tailor broke the silence. "How come your different?" She asked.
"Who?"
"You, your brothers, all of you, just wondering . . . how come your all different? On the inside that is"
Raph shrugged. "Dunno . . . Mikey's the funny one, Donnie's the smartest one, Leo . . . well Leo's sort of the smart / meditating one and I'm . . ."
". . . Not like the rest of them", she finished for him.
"How - how did you know?"
Tailor smiled and rubbed her finger round the rim of her cup. "Easy, I've been there, when I was at school I never really fit in, it was cheerleaders with cheerleaders, smart ones with smart ones, jocks with jocks, sporty with sporty, I was only in the sporty one really but I was still different because of my Indian life style, so I know how you feel, even though you've never been through it, but it's similar to you and your brothers".
Raph shrugged and thought about it. "Guess so, I think".
Tailor got up and rinsed her cup out; she dried it with a towel and hung it back up. "Well, you may be different to us on the outside but on the inside you're just as unique", she smiled slightly, "a bit like me".
She gave him one last smile and walked out of the kitchen.
Raph sat there, still. Never had anyone said that to him. Except Splinter maybe. But she said it so nicely, he leaned forward on the table; how did she know so much? They had only known her for 4 days and she had only seen them a few times. He frowned a little, Tailor was nice but he wondered how she knew so much about him when he knew so little about her.
//
(Ok done, thank you so much for the reviews again! Love ya all! Number eight coming up soon! Hope ya enjoy! Thanks again everyone! Reviews help me a lot! * Wipes tear * I'm so happy, lol, ok, bye all! xXx).