Time for a change

[intriguess]

Having just graduated with a Masters degree, one would think that I had already changed enough. I doubted it however, and sometimes it was about making the change inside show on the outside. Besides I was moving back to my home state, to the city I had been born in, which was three hours from my parents and most of my family, except one grandmother who lived an hour away.

I had barely unpacked and was looking forward to starting in on my job Monday. It was Saturday morning and I decided to drive and find my way around. It was a pure impulse as I pulled into the salon.

I walked out with my hair chopped to chin length, carrying the 12 inch ponytail that had been cut off that I would send to locks of love. My hair had been highlighted to cover the white hairs that had been multiplying since my high school graduation. When they hit double digits I had stopped pulling them out.

My fingers and toes were painted light lavender and I felt refreshed. The last person I expected to see was him, an old friend from high school, the guy I should have dated but never did. I knew he was living in this town two years ago when our fifth reunion took place.

He was the senior class vice president, football player, smart, and all around nice guy. I had tracked down his address from the phone number supplied when I had to call and say I would not be able to attend.

I found myself at a loss for words, would he recognize me? would he even bother to say something? would I be able to say anything?

 

[little_golden]

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[shakiejim]

I was walking down the mail street, just hanging around on a saterday with not much to do in this real small town I had grown up in. I was at the light getting ready to cross the street. Looking into the car that just stopped at the light, is that?, No, it can't be! I thought it was a girl that I went to high school with. What I remember about her was that she was a knock out. I used to have dreams about her. It seems that when ever I was going to talk to her, I had another girl on my arm. So like a smuck I never did get together with her. Looking harder into her car, she was looking back at me. Her window was down, so almost yelling, i said, "don't we know each other".

 

[intriguess]

He sounded as if he were sixteen and I quickly realized it wasn't him and shook my head and drove off. I figured I must have been hallucinating probably from the heat and having spent an hour in a confined beauty salon and the chemicals from perms and colorations soaking into my head.

When I got to my appartment I decided I would call my mom who lived three hours away, where I had grown up, after that perhaps a bath, of course without getting my hair wet. I kept the call short reassuring my mother that I lived in a good neighborhood and that I would be fine living in a city. After all I had done it last summer. She laughed and asked when I would have time to come home for a weekend. I jokingly said when my laundry needs to be done.

I felt better when I had hung up and started a bath for myself, treating myself to a candlelight room and bubbles. At least my hair was short enough that I didn't have to pin it up I thought as I finally sank into the tub.

OOC if you are going to get the main points wrong, then it makes me wonder if you are going to ignore half of what i write.

 

[shakiejim]

sorry

I guess I got lost in myself!!!!