Libby stopped right in her tracks. "What do you mean?" Libby asked, this had to be serious; Cindy had been on a high lately, since becoming a Christian. And to be truthfully honest, it made Libby think about her life, her relationship with her parents, and stuff. Libby bent down to just Cindy's now, eye-level.
"Libby, I've been such a jerk to him my whole life. And then all he does is love me. As if all that never happened. How can he do that? Sure I've forgotten his comments, but I was really the one that went to far. Always mentioning how smart I am, always adding Nerdtron whenever I could. And yet the way he treats me shows no grudges."
"Look, girl, I'm not the one who attends church, but what about that verse that the pastor said at your wedding, 'Love does not count the wrongs others have done,' maybe that's why. But I can say you are an awesome girl, and finding another dress like that is going to be quite a challenge. So what do you say we get these dresses, and go get all prettied up?"
"Ok. Sounds good to me!" Cindy said jumping up. The three girls jumped up and ran to the cash register.
The guys tried on a few tuxes of their choice and found some pretty high dollar ones that they each loved. "We'll take these three," Jimmy said to the clerk at the counter. The clerk rang them up and the boys exited the store. "Ok, let's get this over with." Jimmy said taking in a really deep breath.
"Jimmy, I doubt this helps much but I'm kind of nervous about getting my hair restyled too." Carl said.
"What hair?" James asked.
"Come on, we're gonna be late!" Libby said urging them toward about two buildings down. Libby pulled the big glass door opened. "This is the best salon in he world." Libby said walking in once her friends had cleared the door.
"Ok, we can still back out." Jimmy said turning around to go anywhere but the salon.
"Oh, no you don't!" Sheen said grabbing Jimmy's arm. "We are all doing this." Sheen walked up to the cash register.
"How may I help you?"
"Well, I'd like three complete male makeovers."
"Ok, can I have you fill these out?" The clerk said, handing them each pens and an application type thing. "Do you have any idea what you would like done?"
"No clue, we are all yours." Sheen said filling out his paper.
"Great, I'll take big head first." The hair stylist said jokingly.
"Why don't you take Sheen first?"
"Because I know what I'm going to do to you."
"Fine." Jimmy said following the stylist toward the back. The clerk pointed Jimmy to a room and he took the seat in the room. The clerk talked to one of the head hairdressers just inside of Jimmy's hearing range.
"Ok, I want his hair cut here like this," The clerk told the hairdresser while pointing out a picture in a magazine, "And also, die it a little deeper brown."
"Actually, could you put a few blondish-like look?" James said interrupting the clerk.
"I think we could do that. Also I want his hair styled with an American-type attitude, that say 'wow' know what I mean?" The clerk said turning back to the hairdresser.
"Yet, keep it smart looking." Jimmy interjected again.
"I thought your leader said you were all mine?"
"Sorry."
"Anyways, like the kid said, try to keep a smart look somehow, think you can do it?"
"Yea, sure." The head hairdresser said with a little doubt in his voice.