Thanks to my two review ha-ha. That's sad. Anyhow here is more and if anyone's actually reading this it will be followed by…more.
 
-Rory-
 
"Lane I honestly do not think this is a good idea"
 
"Why? For the first time in my life I can do what I
Want. And I want purple hair damnit. It was perfect,
 you even loved it. You said so yourself. So why
would I not dye it?"
 
"do you want Mama Kim to hate you forever? Christ
this is just stupidity. And how about Luke? You do
work for him, the costumers might not like it."
 
Lane was trying to drag me down the street, but I kept up fight. The girl had lost it.
 
"In that case he'll love it. Luke does not care about
my hair, and as for mama kim. Well fuck her. 
Seriously Ror, I am doing this. So help me please?"
 
"We used everything last time, so I can't."
 
"so I"ll buy more."
 
Her words were pointless; I really had nothing against Lane dying her hair. Really it was more Shane. Shane works at the store....Shane....jess...loves me? 
How could he say something like that and just walk away? He was so
unfair. UGH. That was so unfair. 
 
"That was sooo Bloody unfair." I look up and notice
Lane looking at me. It takes a moment to register
I said the last part out loud.
 
"What was unfair? You still hate that Shane girl, is
that what you are yelling about? She is not really
that bad."
 
"What would you do if Dave just told he loved you and
just...walked away?"
 
"Um...Rory what is this about?"
 
"I mean am I stupid?"
 
"Ror..."
 
"Here we are at the goddamn place, maybe if I dye my
hair he'll stop and actually talk to me once. HA he
can't he's gone."
 
"What are you talking about?"
 
"Gone!"
 
I charge in the store and start franticly throwing
around dye bottles.
 
"Blue or green?" I hold up to bottles to Lane who is
staring at me astonished.
 
"Um Rory, are you out of your tree?"
 
"OK tree… green tree…so green?"


"So neither, what is going on with you today."


"Did you guys need help?" 
 
 Shane is now standing over us looking amused.


"err no we're good."
 
"Look Rory, right?" Nodding, I gather up the dye along with some bleach to make a quick exist. "Don't leave so fast, my boss will think I'm chasing the costumers out." She lets out a false nervous laugh. 

"Don't worry I'll stop in the office and let him know it was not you, it was more the smoke you're blowing in my face."

"Um well…that would be bad. Because..uh…he is a very big supported of cancer. Supporter the biggest. And he just gets so upset when anyone doesn't condone it. It might even spoil your 'please don't nark on Shane' discount."

"Look just forget it. Ring us up, we're leaving." She looks even more uncomfortable and blurts out a string of incoherent words.

"Um…sorry? Did you expect me to understand that?"

"I was just saying I remember the last time you dyed someone's hair. Jess and I were together…and Lane ran by Lukes. She looked like she was in a considerable amount of pain."

"Well seeing as I am a Freak I guess I just get off at that heh?"

"I wasn't mocking…more like inviting. Look I know we never got along, but I think it was because of jess. If I gave you my number maybe I could help you dye your hair. You could maybe stop to hangout at my apartment, slam down a couple of beers?"

I watch lane glance back and forth between the two of us trying to make sense of the conversation.

"I think I'll actually take the pain, thanks" I answer coolly.

"Look here's my number…dyes on the house. Just…consider it. Okay?"

I try to respond but feel lane at my hand.


"Free dye..come on Rory."

She grabs a few more bottles one the way out and I listen to her ramble about Shanes work habits.

"Well at least it got us free dye." She concludes at long last.

"Yah..." I respond, personally feeling the mounting confusion was far from worth it.

"So you're not going to call her are you?"

"Well I really can't dye hair…"