"... So, Lizzie, you want this silver barrette or the white one? And do you want your hair to be dyed your original colour?" Mrs McGuire asked, lifting up two barrettes and a lock of Lizzie's black hair and a can of blond dye.

"I think..." Lizzie began just as her private phone rang.

"Hold on. Ouch... Mom! Stop pulling my hair!" Lizzie complained as she got up, making her mother yank her hair. "Hello."

"Hi Lizzie. Miranda here!" Miranda greeted.

"Oh Miranda! So, what did your parents say?" Lizzie spoke into the phone, with a little expectance in her voice.

"Um... Yes." Miranda responded, twirling a lock of hair in her hands.

"YES! Now we can bunk together!"

"What about your Gordo? He's gonna be your husband starting tomorrow. Don't you want to spend some time with him?" Miranda joked from the other line.

"Yeah. Oops... I forgot." Lizzie replied sheepishly.

"Mom is yelling about something. Gotta go. Talk to you tomorrow!" Miranda said.

"Bye!" Both girls answered at the same time.

"So, Lizzie, you want this silver barrette or the white one? And do you want your hair to be dyed your original colour?" Mrs McGuire asked, just as Lizzie put down the phone.

Sorry! So short right? Well, I want at least 3 reviews before I update. Heh heh.