Chapter 7: Shake It Up

"All done." The wash boy dried off Manuella and Gina's hair. "You can go sit over in the waiting area for a hairdresser to assist you."

"Are you serious? Do you know who I..we are," Gina screamed. "We don't wait for a hairdresser they wait for.."

"Manuella." Javier exclaimed. "How's my favorite client doing today?" Javier kissed Manuella on both of her cheeks.

"I'm fine, Javier is there anyway I can get my hair done?" Manuella said. She touched her long wet hair.

"Of course you can, I would never make you wait." Javier strolled to his chair with Manuella and Gina following behind. He shooed a customer out his salon chair and patted for Manuella to take a seat.

"What about me?" Gina asked.

"What about you," Javier replied. "Go wait in the waiting area or wait for Hugo to come back from his break." Gina sat in the salon chair next to Manuella. "The usual honey." Javier playfully teased Manuella's full but wet hair and took out a dryer.

"No," Manuella exclaimed before Javier could turn the hairdryer on. "Today I want something different." Manuella stared in the salon mirror and stroked her hair. "I'm thinking about getting a haircut."

"What!" Javier put the hairdryer down. "Aye dios mio." He said while making an imaginary cross on his heart and then kissing two of his fingers up to the ceiling. "Don't tell me you want to hack off your gorgeous locks for that funky power cut style every woman and some of the men are wearing these days?" Javier glanced at Gina who was sporting the power cut almost every woman in Manhattan if not America was wearing. "Believe me everyone who gets that cut is going to regret it once that fad runs out. Mark my words, they'll come to Javier asking for extensions just so they can look like a fake version of you."

"Manny giggled and looked at Gina who didn't look too happy. "No, no Javier I just want you to cut it shoulder length it's getting way too long."

"Oh, mon dieu." Javier sighed while putting his right palm on his chest. "Don't scare me like that." Javier hit Manny with a comb. "You almost gave Javier a little heart attack."

"That is if you had one to begin with," Gina mumbled.

"I heard that," Javier exclaimed.

"Lighten up Javier," Gina uttered.

"Speaking of lighting up you might want to ask Hugo next time to touch up those highlights black and gray roots aren't in this season." Javier replied.

Gina gave Javier a evil glance before ignoring him and focusing all her attention on Manuella. "I just don't see why you can't go to that ceremony?"

"Gina we already talked about this." Manuella said. "This summer is going to be really hectic. I have to get ready for fall fashion week in June and I have to work overtime finishing up my latest project with Ginger."

"You can get you're assistants to do that." Gina suggested. "And don't you want to see your old flame walk down the aisle?"

"Watching anyone walk down the aisle unless it's a catwalk this summer isn't on the top of my things to do this year."

"Why not," Gina exclaimed. "I've been to five, count 'em," Gina held up five fingers. "Five, of my old flames weddings and I wasn't angry or bitter or nostalgic or any of that crap other women get when they see their guy marrying another woman that's not them."

"That's because she got a botox injection the day before the wedding." Javier whispered to Manuella. "She couldn't show any emotions from the neck up."

"I heard that," Gina shouted. She turned her attention back to Manuella. "Listen to me you're missing out on the opportunity of a lifetime if you're not at that wedding."

"I'm not going just so you can sneak a peak at the affair and probably get a headline story," Manuella replied.

"This isn't about the affair and this isn't about me getting a headline story." Manuella stared at Gina. "OK, maybe it is a little bit but that's not the only reason let me tell you a story about wedding number three that was probably the best one I went too."

"Mmm," Manny hummed while Javier looked at Gina and rolled his eyes.

"I'm telling you, I walked up in that wedding and everyone's eyes were on me, not the bride who by the way had a second hand dress she probably got off the discount rack at Barney's, yuck." Gina stuck her finger down her throat. "We'll anyway to make a long story short after the groom saw me walking down the aisle to take a seat right before he said his vows the last thing he was thinking about was saying I do. I was wearing my killer slinky Vera Wang dress, you know Manuella the one I wore at the La Femme party on New Years." Gina tapped Manuella.

"Is this story going anywhere?" Javier asked as he teased and primped his clients hair.

"The point is, maybe there's a chance Mr. Manning will change his mind about who Mrs. Manning will be or at least you two can have a fling. We all know how those musicians are."

"Gina," Manuella exclaimed. "I'm not going to go to Craig's wedding just to sabotage it and you don't know him like I do he's a one woman man now and he's loved Ashley since forever."

"So, I finally got a name," Gina said while leaning further out of her chair and closer to Manuella. "Tell me more about Ashley."

"No," Manuella shouted. "I won't talk about Ashely and I defiantly will not talk about Craig and their wedding, he's my past and Fred is my future, so no more talking about weddings unless it's to talk about mine and Fred's, case closed!"

"Aye, Gina," Javier sighed. "You're upsetting Manuella, go over there and wait for Hugo." Javier pointed to the waiting are. "Hopefully he can style that's rat's nest you call you're hair."

Gina gave Javier an evil glance and then focused her attention to Manuella. "Manuella I'm sorry if I upset you but you should really take Craig up on his offer remember our talk, face it Manuella you're still..."

Gina was interrupted by Javier who turned on the blow dryer full blast. "Sorry," Javier screamed over the noisy hairdryer." Manuella can't hear you. I need to finish her hair."

"So what do you think?" Ron walked into Craig's apartment. His hair was slicked down with mousse, he was wearing purple jacket with a lavender blouse underneath that was buttoned mid way up so you could see hints of his chest he also had matching purple pants on with black leather patent shoes.

"Whoa, are you going to a party tonight or a gigolo convention." Craig joked.

"I'm going to ignore that." Ron looked at Craig up and down. "Why aren't you dressed?"

"What are you talking about?" Craig was still wearing the same outfit he had on at work brown slacks, a white dress shirt and brown dress shoes.

"Craig, you wore that at work today. I thought you said you were going home to change."

"No, I said I was going home to relax and pick up some extra equipment." Craig picked up a large bag and wrapped the strap around his shoulder.

"C'mon man, you gotta change. Tell me you didn't go to famous celebrity parties looking like that, did you?"

"No."

"We'll then think of this as one of those famous celebrity parties even though it is a famous celebrity party."

"Ron, we're not going to the fashion show to party and mingle we're going there to work so that's why I have my work clothes on."

"You really are something," Ron replied. "Hey didn't you tell me you saw Manny I mean Ms. Santos downstairs today at work."

"Yeah, why?"

"Because wouldn't it look kinda tacky to go to Ms. Santos celebration event dressed in the same outfit you had on this morning."

"You know," Craig paused. He put the large bag down on the floor and walked to his room.

"Hey," Ron exclaimed. "Where are you going? The limos waiting for us downstairs."

"Tell him to wait," Craig yelled. "I need to change."

Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Barney's or Vera Wang and in no way is it endorsed by me it's just a minor part of the story.

Note: Next chapter will be released tomorrow.