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As summer winds down. The Cheerleaders are still away, but that doesn’t mean nothing is going on. Let’s see what Heather is up to.
If you need a refresher from last time:
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NO BIG DEAL
Heather was having her best summer ever. She worked hard and a lot, but she loved what she did. It was her passion, so it barely seemed like work. She had fully and truly embraced her new identity and loved every aspect of her life. The way she dressed, the way she looked, and most importantly her new relationship. She thought things were good with Betty, but she had no idea what it truly meant to be involved with someone.
“So… someone’s got a pretty big birthday coming up soon.” Nikki mentioned a few days later.
“Who?” Heather looked up from her plate. “You just had one a few months ago.”
“Um, you?” Nikki stated. “21! That’s a big one. Important. We should do something.”
“It’s not a big deal. I already have everything I want and need.” Heather dismissed.
“Nonsense, Heather.” There was a long pause. “I’ll come up with something.”
That was the end of the conversation for the time. But for Nikki, the planning was only just beginning.
A week and a half later, the day started like every other, but very quickly morphed into something quite different. As Nikki and Heather pulled up to the cheer house, Emma was standing there waiting for them. She smiled and waved as her bald head reflected the bright sun. She stood confidently in a bright crop top and matching shorts and flip flops. There were two giant suitcases, one on either side of her.
“What’s going on?” Heather asked as she got out of the car after Nikki parked.
“We’re going on a little trip.” Nikki answered as she opened the trunk and pulled out her own suitcase.
“Jackie is running a bit behind, but she should be here soon.” Emma mentioned, as she rolled the suitcases over to her car and joined Nikki and Heather. “Heather, we took the liberty of packing for you.” Emma handed one of the suitcases to Heather.
“Where are we going? I have clients.” Heather huffed.
“No, you don’t. I moved everyone around and cleared your schedule. As soon as I explained the situation, everyone was very understanding.” Nikki wrapped her arm around Heather’s shoulder. “You earned a break.”
“But I don’t want a break.” Heather pouted.
“Come on, Heather… I think you’ll like what we have planned for you.” Emma encouraged.
“I don’t really have a choice, do I?” Heather sighed.
“Nope.” Nikki and Emma both answered in unison, then looked at each other and laughed.
They spent the next few minutes packing the car, so Heather decided to make the best of the situation. She ran up to her bedroom, checked on a few things, and grabbed a few items she considered essential. Just as they finished up, Jackie drove up.
“So sorry I’m late! I just had to deal with a quick work thing.” Jackie said as she got out of the car and grabbed her bag from the backseat. “But I’m all good to go.” As if to prove the point, she made a display of grabbing her cell phone and turning it off. She exhaled and looked at the trio and smiled. “Happy Birth –” she stopped herself as she saw Emma and Nikki, both shake their head. She tossed her bag into the trunk and slipped into the passenger seat of Emma’s car, while Nikki and Heather got into the back. A minute later the car headed down the road, and they were off.
A few hours later, Emma turned onto a familiar street. Being back at the house that started it all brought a bit of nostalgia. Heather was excited about the trip, but not so much about the reason behind it. During the long car ride, Heather promised to have fun and be her usual self as long as everyone else promised not to mention or make a big fuss about her birthday. She relented and gave them permission to acknowledge her birthday on the actual day, but that was it.
Once they arrived, it didn’t take long before the clothes were off and the bikinis were on. Everyone hit the pool and enjoyed some time in the sun. Nikki hoped a few days off with no responsibilities would be good for Heather. Nikki would certainly enjoy the time together and getting to see her girlfriend in a new light.
This place would always be special to Heather. This is where she felt her new life truly took shape. So, it didn’t take her long to settle into the pool, where she stayed for most of the day. She imagined Amber and Chloe would stop by at some point. She would be happy to see them again. So, she wasn’t entirely surprised when she found out what the plan was for dinner that night.
“I let Nikki plan most of this trip.” Emma informed Heather as she headed inside shortly after sunset. “But I did clue her in on a few things.” Emma wrapped her arm around Heather, as Heather looked up at her. “I’m pretty sure Amber doesn’t know we’re here… yet.”
“Dinner?” Heather inquired.
“I’ll neither confirm nor deny.” Emma smiled back. “But you should definitely go get ready.”
Heather quickly made her way up to her room. After a quick shower, she proceeded to get dressed. Heather loved her casual look. She spent most of her time in the barbershop uniform or in her workout clothes. Even when she wasn’t at the shop or the gym, she still preferred to dress in a similar fashion. It was on rare occasion she felt a need to dress anyway else. She was young, hot, and knew it. She worked hard and worked out even harder. She looked good and loved showing off her body. She didn’t want to exploit herself, but she definitely attracted attention everywhere she went and she relished it.
Heather reached for her sparkly silver bandeau top and matching micro skirt. It had become her favorite “going out and dressing up outfit.” It was the same thing she wore to Nikki’s thirtieth birthday party. She hadn’t worn it since. It was a bit tighter than she remembered but it emphasized her tiny figure surprisingly well.
A few minutes later, Heather made her way downstairs, where she found Emma, Jackie and Nikki waiting for her. Emma had her hands behind her back and had a giant smile on her face.
“Take those off.” Emma nodded towards Heather’s heels. “I’ve got something better!” Emma grinned as she showed what was hiding behind her back.
“My boots!” Heather exclaimed, as she hurriedly sat down to take off the heels and put the boots on.
“The first time we came here with Betty and Katie, Katie found these amazing boots.” Emma looked over at Heather who was eagerly putting them on. “They didn’t fit any of us, but they fit Heather perfectly. I’m surprised they’re still here.”
“They’ve been here every time. A couple of months ago, we stayed at a different place for spring break… I missed them!” Heather added, as she continued to lace up the boots.
“Well, they’re coming home with us. Those are so perfect on you.” Nikki walked over and sat next to her girlfriend and gave her a kiss. “God, you look so good right now.”
“Really? These clothes seem a bit snugger than they used to.” Heather responded as she stood up and turned around. Her silhouette was dramatic. Jackie and Emma both took notice and looked at each other. Heather shrugged as she looked down at her feet. “I really do love these boots, though.” She looked at the group and smiled, “Let’s go!”
The quartet made their way out of the cottage and into the car. It did not take long before they pulled into the parking lot and made the short walk to the restaurant. The restaurant was packed and normally that would mean a long wait. But Emma knew the right name to mention, so it didn’t take long before they were whisked away to a prime table. As they sat down, Emma commented on their good fortune.
“Wow, Heather you’re like a minor celebrity here now.” Emma said as she slid next to Jackie in the booth.
“That’s my girl.” Nikki wrapped her arm around Heather as she sat down next to her. “And well-deserved, I’m sure.”
“It’s just because I do Amber’s and Chloe’s hair.” Heather blushed. “I do all your hair as well. I’m nothing special.”
“Are ya kidding!” A voice shouted from behind. “Heather… ya did not just say that!” Amber approached the table. She looked around, “Emma! It’s been a while. But who are these two?”
“Hey Amber. This is my girlfriend, Nikki.” Heather lit up at the mention of her name. “And that’s Jackie, our Assistant Coach.” Heather pointed across the table.
“Hi.” Jackie smiled as she extended her hand to shake.
“Girl, that hair is fire.” Amber complimented her as she accepted Jackie’s hand. “Literally. This one?” Amber nodded towards Heather.
“Is it that obvious?” Jackie laughed as she brushed her hand across her short spiky ‘do. “It used to be much, much longer.”
“Well, I’d love ta stay and chat longer, but we’re unusually busy tonight.” Amber informed them. “I’ll be back in a few ta take yer orders, though.”
“Order anything and everything you want…” Jackie stated as Amber walked away. “Dinner is on me, or rather, my company.” Jackie flashed a smile as she pulled out her company card. Everyone looked at her. “I don’t expense enough, anyway.”
Heather was fairly familiar with the menu at that point, but it had been a while for Emma, and it was new to the others. Amber returned, as promised, and took their orders. She lingered just an extra second. Noting the closeness between Nikki and Heather. “So, this ya new girl, eh?” Amber looked over Nikki and winked. “Alright.” She nodded with approval. “Alright, we’ll see.” Just as Amber was about to leave, she turned back around, “By the way, Chlo’s off tonight, but I let her know ya were here. She may or may not stop by. I know she’ll want ta see ya at sum point.”
Heather looked up at Amber. “We’ll be here for a few days. I’ll be happy to help any time.”
“You sure are popular.” Nikki smiled warmly. “Who knew my girlfriend was such a stud.”
“Amber was my first haircut. She’s what started this whole thing. Last year, when we came, she introduced Chloe. She’s made a lot of changes since then.” Heather explained.
“Hey!” Emma interjected as she rubbed her hand across her bald head. “What about this?”
Heather looked at Emma, then back at Nikki. “Okay… Technically, I shaved Emma’s head, and THEN Amber came over.”
“That’s better.” Emma smiled as she leaned back in the booth, arms folded.
The food came quickly and everyone enjoyed their meal. Amber stopped by when she could, but the restaurant was busier than usual, and they were down a server. As they were getting ready to leave, a voice called out to Heather.
“I heard my favorite person was in town!”
“Chloe!” Heather called out as she and the rest turned to the sound of the voice.
“Only you could get me here on my day off!” Chloe grinned as she reached her arms out as she continued to approach. Chloe’s slim figure was clearly on display. She was dressed in a tight dark red tank top that ended just at her belly button. Her cut off jean shorts highlighted her long legs. Her dark strawberry blonde curly hair was mostly piled high on her head. The biggest difference in her appearance was the seemly fresh ink on display. Her upper right arm was wrapped in saran wrap covering a new design that reached from a bit above her elbow to her shoulder.
“You didn’t have to come. I’m sure we would have gotten together at some point.” Heather responded, as she embraced Chloe. She then turned and introduced everyone. “You look great though.” Then Heather noticed the bandage on her arm. “Oh, are you okay? I hope you didn’t hurt yourself?”
“Oh, this?” Chloe indicated her arm. “Nah, it’s fine. Just got a new tattoo, so I’m keeping it protected.” She reached up and touched her hair. “This though, — I’m ready for you to work you’re magic on this mess.” She looked past Heather, “and I know exactly what I want…” As her mouth slowly dropped.
Heather turned and followed Chloe’s gaze. “That’s Jackie.”
Chloe walked over to Jackie. “I LOVE your hair.”
“Thanks! I do, too.” Jackie smiled, “It’s all her.” As she nodded towards Heather. “My hair used to be so long.” She paused as she ran her hand through her hair. “Never again.”
“ME too!” Chloe got excited. “Heather, can we do it now?”
Heather looked at Chloe and then at the rest of her friends, she loved what she did and was always in the mood to cut, but she didn’t know what the plans were for this trip. Before Heather had a chance to answer Amber popped over.
“Hey, Chlo. We could really use your help, since you’re here anyway…”
Chloe rolled her eyes. “I knew this would happen.” She turned and faced Amber. “I’m not here to work, I’m here to visit with my friend. Besides, I don’t have my work clothes with me and we were just leaving.” She grabbed Heather’s arm and softly started to pull her away.
“I’ll let ya stay as ya are and ya can have half my tips. Please? It’ll only be for an hour or two.”
“Not to butt in, but we’ll be here for a few days, and don’t really have a lot of plans. I’m sure we can get together another time.” Emma stepped in to help ease the tension.
“But –” Chloe started to protest as she reached for her hair, then dropped Heather’s arm. “Fine. Tomorrow then.”
“Yeah, sure, come by, hang out. It’s just the four of us.” Emma offered, before Amber pulled Chloe away and the foursome made their way out of the restaurant and back to the cottage.
SETTLING IN
Morning came early but it started like it always did every morning for Heather. Her alarm went off, she got herself up and dressed, kissed a sleeping Nikki and headed towards the front door. As she was about to head out the door, a voice called out to her from behind.
“Hey! Mind if I join you?” Emma smiled as Heather turned to face her. “For old time’s sake.”
“Of course!” Heather grinned. “It’s always nice to have the company and I wouldn’t be where I am without your encouragement.”
The two headed out and pushed each other as they toured around the neighborhood. They returned to the cottage to the delicious smell of bacon frying.
“Breakfast in fifteen!” Nikki shouted from the kitchen. “Someone let Jackie know.”
Fifteen minutes later, Heather and Emma made their way to the table and sat down. The table was set for four and there was already a plate with some pastries in the center of it. A moment later, Nikki entered the kitchen with a plate of bacon and another filled with scrambled eggs. She placed the plates on the table and sat down.
“Oh, Nikki. This all looks so amazing. Thank you so much.” Emma remarked as she reached for the eggs. “Heather, have you been getting this every morning?”
“It’s my pleasure, Emma.” Nikki smiled.
The trio continued to fix their plates and started to eat. A couple of minutes later, Jackie walked in as she let out a big yawn. She was in a cut-off tank top and boxer shorts. Her hair was mussed yet perfectly placed.
“Damn, who knew I’d be on vacation with such early risers.” She looked down at her watch, “I could have slept at least another two hours.”
“You could have,” Nikki answered flatly, “but breakfast would have been cold.”
“Eh, that’s what microwaves are for.” Jackie shrugged as she sat down. “This all looks so good though.” She quickly grabbed the food and started filling her plate. “So, what’s the plan? More lounging by the pool?”
“Is that what you want?” Emma asked between forkfuls.
“I had thought that was what we’d be doing.” Jackie stabbed at some eggs on her plate before bringing the fork to her mouth. “But then, I thought I’d get to sleep in and catch up on my sleep as well.”
“You can do that…” Emma trailed off.
“Nah, I’m up now.” Jackie admitted.
They finished breakfast, cleaned up, and began their day. It consisted mainly of lounging by the pool or, in Heather’s case, being IN the pool. Jackie spent the entire morning on her lounger, not bothering to get up, but she did flip over on occasion to keep an even tan. Nikki would have happily joined her if not for Heather.
Nikki had always been one to lie by the pool. She tanned and took it very seriously. When she was growing up her circle of friends always had unofficial competitions to see who could get the darkest by the end of the summer. Nikki took it seriously and won easily. As she grew older and expanded her footprint, she still found ways to get her tan on. When she took her year backpacking around Europe, the weather and distance to beaches played a key factor in planning her route. But over the last few years her priorities have shifted. In fact, the last time she had spent time by a pool, there were multiple hair ties around her wrist, and she had long blonde hair that fell to her waist. Now, she was bald — and she loved it. While she was no longer obsessed with tanning like her younger self, she did want to take advantage of the time outside and get some color. She wanted to blend the top of her head with the rest of her body and cement her new bald identity.
“Hey, Poppet. You wanna join me?” Nikki beckoned.
Heather looked up at her girlfriend and shook her head.
“Don’t you want to spend time with me?”
“Of course I do.” Heather smiled. “You could always come in here with me.” Heather splashed playfully. “I just hate being idle. If I’m going to be here, I don’t want to lay around not doing anything…”
Nikki sat up. She looked carefully at Heather. She measured the total joy and carefreeness that she displayed. Nikki smiled as she removed her sunglasses and carefully lay them on the table next to her. She stood up and walked over to the pool edge. She dipped her foot into the water and gently splashed Heather. Heather laughed as she splashed back. Then Nikki dove in. As she came back up to the surface she grabbed for Heather and quickly wrapped her arms around her and reached in for a long, passionate kiss. Heather kissed back and looked lovingly into Nikki’s eyes. Heather giggled and the two of them continued to frolic and splash around.
As the morning disappeared, everyone stopped for a quick lunch before they headed back outside for more fun in the sun. But just as everyone got settled, they were briefly interrupted by the doorbell. A few minutes later, Emma met Jackie, Nikki and Heather in the backyard, but she wasn’t alone.
“Okay, Heather. Time to get rid of this hair.” Chloe chuckled as she reached for her curly mess of hair. “I’m so done with this.”
“Sure, Chloe.” Heather smiled from the pool. “I’d be happy to help. Is Amber with you?”
“Nah, it’s just me. She’s stuck at the restaurant. It’s been super busy there lately and we’re a bit understaffed. She’s management now and has been feeling a ton of pressure to succeed.”
“That’s really great for her.” Emma cut in. “We noticed how busy it was, last night, but she made no mention of her promotion.”
“Yeah, I’ve been pulling extra shifts, too. Last night was a rare night off – until it wasn’t.” Chloe smiled. “I’m actually due there shortly, but this hair isn’t coming with me.” Chloe reached up and tugged at her mane. “Please help me out. I’m serious. I’m done with this, if you can’t help me…”
“Of course, I’ll help you.” Heather walked over to her friend. “I’m glad to see you’ve adapted so well.”
“Definitely. I’m done with long hair. From now on, short hair is the way to go.”
“That’s great. I’ll help you out as much as I can.” Heather studied Chloe for a moment and noted how different she looked from the first time they met. Chloe was in a bright blue crop top and short shorts. Her small butterfly tattoo was peeking out on her lower right rib, joining the fresh ink on her arm that Heather noticed the night before. “I don’t just mean your hair… You look good.”
“Yeah, I never saw myself getting any kind of tattoo. Never had the desire. Even after the first one I thought I was done.” Chloe reflected for a moment. “But now I’m hooked and I know I’ll get more. I have several ideas planned already. Plus,” Chloe paused for a moment as she took off her crop top, revealing a tiny, black, string, halter bikini. “I made sure to bring dental floss.” She smiled back at Heather, proud of her moment. “I doubt I’ll have much extra time today, but if I make it back…” She looked past everyone at the pool that glistened behind them.
“That sounds great. But let’s deal with your hair. You know what you want?”
“Well, at first, I didn’t. I just knew I wanted all this length gone…” Chloe chuckled nervously, as she scratched her hair. “Honestly, I’ve thought about just getting clippers and buzzing it all off. I’ve come close once or twice and if you hadn’t shown up when you did there would have been a decent chance I would have followed through with that. Then, I saw you ladies last night…” Chloe turned towards Jackie, who had been on a lounger on her stomach the whole time. “And now I know exactly what hair I want.” Chloe pointed at Jackie.
Jackie, who wasn’t really paying close attention and didn’t hear most of the conversation, suddenly felt everyone looking at her. She turned over and sat up. She hated to disturb her tan, but figured the conversation had turned towards her, so she should at least find out what everyone was talking about.
“Hey, Jackie, looks like you’re getting a copycat.” Emma smirked as Jackie approached the group.
“Oh, really?” Jackie was intrigued.
“I LOVE your hair,” Chloe began. “I had all night to think about it. I think it’s perfect and exactly what I want for myself… Well cut-wise, anyway.” She turned to Heather. “Can you make me blonde? Like full on bright bimbo blonde. But I want her exact cut.”
“I guess I should be flattered?” Jackie mused, as she casually ran her hair through her shorn locks. “At least I won’t be the only one in this group with hair anymore.”
“I can absolutely do that for you. I guess you want it done now?” Heather asked.
“No time like the present.” Chloe grinned. “Plus, as I mentioned. I do have to get to work soon.”
“OK. Just give me a few minutes. I want to take a quick dip in the pool and splash around for a few minutes and then I’ll do your hair.” Heather stated.
“That sounds like a great idea! Mind if I join you?” Chloe began to shimmy out of her shorts, not waiting for an answer.
Not a minute later, Heather and Chloe both ran towards the pool and jumped in, while Jackie made her way back to her lounger and resumed tanning. Emma and Nikki followed right behind.
“Aarrggg! Thank God this will be gone soon.” Chloe declared as she rose to the surface. Her curly hair plastered to her face. She reached her hand up into her hair for what she hoped would be one of the last times and shook her head furiously as her hair flung around and sent water everywhere, like a wet dog.
Heather surfaced seconds later as the water dripped off her head. She had a huge smile on her face. “I could always just shave it all off for you. That would really solve the problem.” It was meant as a joke. One she never used to make, but she was learning how to better interact with people. It was also something she could never have done with Chloe before. Chloe had still been sensitive and attached to her hair, so any joke about shaving it or being bald wouldn’t have gone over well. Things are different now.
“Don’t think I haven’t thought about it.” Chloe replied back. “It’s definitely something I can no longer completely rule out.” Chloe paused as she really did give it a genuine thought. “But no, stick with the other cut. I really like it and want to give it a try.” Chloe submerged back in the pool one more time. As she surfaced her hair once again draped all around her. “Okay, can we get rid of this now?” Chloe wiped the hair away from her face as she headed towards the stairs.
REMOVAL
It didn’t take long for Chloe to settle into the chair. She was positively giddy. She didn’t bother to change or even dry off. As Heather gathered her supplies and got ready, Chloe sat patiently in her tiny, black string bikini, with her wet hair and a giant smile plastered across her face.
Heather was a bit of a perfectionist and at this point in her young career, she no longer considered herself dilettante. Although she had never had any formal training, she was a skilled professional. This was her passion and her vocation. While shaves were still her favorite thing to do, she had moved well beyond performing just shaves at this point.
To be honest, when Heather gave Jackie her haircut, it was a bit of an accident. Jackie still wanted to hold onto some length, but she had since embraced it and flirted with going shorter. Chloe seemed to know exactly what she wanted and no longer feared short hair. In fact, she embraced it. Even if Heather gave them the same cut, they both had dfferent face shapes and hair textures. It wouldn’t look exactly the same. Surely, Chloe realized this. Heather stood behind Chloe, scissors and comb in hand. She reached for a lock of hair and lifted it, holding it straight. Then without any further hesitation or show, she closed the scissors around the lengthy lock and – SNIP. The severed hair went limp in Heather’s fingers. Then Heather grabbed another strand and repeated the action.
“I’m going to cut off all the bulk and then once the length is reduced, we’ll bleach your hair. When that’s done, I’ll go back and refine the cut.” Heather explained as she continued the process.
“Sounds great!” Chloe was genuinely excited. She thought about all that she had been through the past few months, and how much she changed. She briefly glanced down at what she was wearing. She smiled. It wasn’t that long ago that she was in this very spot. Probably the same chair. Amber ripped her shirt open and left her fully exposed. Or so she thought. The irony is that bra — that boring ass bra — probably provided more coverage than what she had on now. She chuckled. She wouldn’t change anything.
“Alright, hang tight a minute. I have to go prep the bleach.”
Chloe was so relaxed and lost in her own thoughts she didn’t even notice that Heather had finished the cut, or at least the initial removal of her length. She felt lighter, she felt happier. A giant smile appeared on her face. She didn’t want to look or touch her hair just yet. Why ruin the surprise? She was looking forward to the big reveal. A moment later, Heather came back and started to brush the bleach on Chloe’s hair.
“It will take some time to strip all the color out, but the rest of it shouldn’t take as long.” Heather noted.
“Yeah, I figured.” Chloe sat for a minute as she thought about all that was going on. “Well, I guess, I’ll just sit here and wait.” Chloe really wished she had a way to better occupy her time, but she didn’t want to occupy all of Heather’s time. “There’s no point in both of us waiting here. I don’t want to take you away from the pool and time with your friends…” She sighed. “I don’t have to worry about this ‘over striping’ or whatever do I?”
“Yes and no.” Heather smirked. “It is a concern and it can be really bad if it happens, so yes.” Heather continued as Chloe’s eyes got wide. “But no, because I wouldn’t let that happen. I promise to be back in plenty of time and will take good care of your hair.” Heather flashed a bright comforting smile. Then she set a timer, quickly turned, and darted off into the backyard.
Chloe was alone with her thoughts. This was the first time she took an interest and made a decision about her hair. It wasn’t that long ago when it was just long and lifeless, hanging down her back. She’d go somewhere and get it trimmed every few months but never gave it much thought. She could confidently say her hair would no longer be an afterthought. Her life had completely changed in the past few months. And it wasn’t just her hair, although that may have been the catalyst.
INQUISITION
The timer went off, and true to her word, moments later Heather popped back inside.
“Okay, let’s get you rinsed.” Heather indicated as she walked towards Chloe.
“How do you do it?” Chloe smiled as she got up and followed Heather to the sink. “How do you always have such perfect timing?”
“What do you mean?” Heather asked, as she prepped the sink for Chloe.
“Just –” Chloe paused, as she searched for the words she wanted to use. “You never wear a watch. I’ve never seen you look at a clock.” She hesitated for a moment as she made notice of something else. “Do you even own a phone?” Chloe sat down in front of the sink and leaned her head back. “Yet here you are. You always seem to know exactly what time it is and where you need to be.”
“I don’t like to be tardy. I hate waiting around and don’t want others to either.” Heather confessed.
“Well, that’s great and really nice to hear, but it doesn’t really answer the question.” Chloe noted as the water poured over her head. Chloe made note but didn’t push the subject.
Heather didn’t volunteer another word. She just continued to rinse Chloe’s hair. It didn’t take long. Her hair was undeniably short now. After a quick towel dry, Heather led Chloe back to the chair to finish the cut. As Chloe sat back down, Heather took a minute to examine her. Chloe’s hair was not like Jackie’s. Her curly hair poofed out like a Chia Pet.
“Just so you know, these curls are fierce.” Heather declared, as she started to comb out Chloe’s hair. “So, the different texture means your hair will respond differently to the cut. You’ve got options, but if I cut it the same as Jackie’s –”
“Just do whatever.” Chloe interrupted. She was ready and had truly changed. She didn’t care what Heather did. She just knew she wanted her hair SHORT. Not bald, but a nice simple short cut that was easy to take care of and style. Plus, she didn’t know when she’d see Heather again and wanted to make sure her hair held up over time.
Heather nodded. She put the comb down and reached for the clippers. She planned to start with a #2 guard. She wasn’t sure if it would end up shorter, but Chloe seemed down for whatever. Heather could always cut it shorter if needed, but it was much more difficult to put length or volume back on. It was the same guard she used on Chloe last time when she was here over Spring Break and her hair seemed to handle it well. Heather made fast work of what little hair remained on Chloe’s head. She carefully worked the bottom of Chloe’s head, since there was a different plan for the top.
Chloe was different. Heather still wasn’t sure what her end goal was, but she had adapted quickly. Chloe also didn’t have the same access to her as most of the others did. Chloe seemed committed and Heather wanted to be available to her as much as she could. Still, with the school year starting soon and her commitment to cheering almost every weekend, it could be a while…
“I’ll just cut all the curls off.” Heather mentioned, “It will be quite short, but it will be simple and easy to care for. Plus, I want to give you some room to grow, in case I can’t get back here as quickly as we’d both prefer.”
“Oh, I really hope it isn’t too long.” Chloe remarked. She was referring to both Heather’s time away and the length of her hair.
Heather softly smirked. She could just buzz all of Chloe’s hair off. That would solve multiple issues. She wasn’t sure Chloe would object, but that wasn’t what Chloe wanted right now. So, she would stick to the short pixie cut, but if Chloe really wanted a buzz cut in the future, Heather would happily oblige. Heather picked up the scissors and comb and began to reduce the length on top of Chloe’s head further. Small tufts of bleached blonde hair fell around Chloe, as Heather refined her hair. Heather was in her zone, and it didn’t take long before she was finished.
The anticipation was almost too much for Chloe. She was a short hair gal now and was excited for her transformation. She knew her hair would never be long again, and her definition of length had changed dramatically over the past few months. SHE had changed dramatically. One only needed to look at her to notice that. So, once Heather was finished, it didn’t take long for Chloe to bolt to the bathroom to get a good look and examine her new image.
IMMITATION IS THE SINSIREST FORM OF FLATTERY
Jackie had no plans to get up. She had planted herself on the lounger and was prepared to stay there all day. It had been just over two years since she graduated. She worked hard and had barely taken any time off since she started her job. The little time off that she took was mostly cheer related, ever since she came back to the team as an assistant coach. But that time was job approved and hardly counted as “time off.” She wasn’t used to being so pale and wanted to change that. The biggest change for her had been her hair. It used to be LONG, generally falling around the small of her back. The raven-haired beauty was the envy of many. She knew how to rock a bikini and style her hair so that she showed off every curve and used every inch to her advantage. Her long hair might be gone but everything else was the same.
It had been a little over eight months since Jackie first sported her pixie cut. Jackie loved her long, glorious hair. It was her nonpareil. It was treasured and well cared for, in immaculate condition. It brought physical pain to her when she first cut it into a shoulder skimming lob. Yet she kept going shorter. Each time reluctant but willing. She knew her hair would never be long again and had come to terms with it. But then she ended up with her current pixie cut and everything changed.
By the time it happened, she was prepared. She had been building up to it, and it was fair to say it was something she wanted at that point. She got exactly what she wanted, but what she wanted was ultimately a lot shorter than she had planned. It didn’t matter. She instantly fell in love and has embraced her short hair ever since. So now her routine had changed. For the better. She had never noticed how annoying her long hair was. How much it got in the way. If she was laying out and she left her hair loose down her back, it would interfere with her tan lines, so it had to be up or out of the way. If it was tied back, it affected her neck. She had never even considered there could be another option. Now that she knew there was, she couldn’t imagine it any other way. She already knew she’d never want her hair long again. This just reinforced it.
Just as Jackie flipped over, she heard the back door slide open. She glanced over. She couldn’t help herself. Emma and Nikki immediately got up and rushed over to Chloe. Jackie was a bit slower. She didn’t know this girl. She had just met her for the first time last night. All she really knew was that this girl seemed to love her hair. It was understandable, her hair DID look amazing. It was flattering and she knew that Heather was something special. Still, she really had no desire to get up. Emma and Nikki didn’t know her either, but they seemed to welcome her over immediately. Jackie stayed perfectly perched on the lounger and just observed. Chloe was very animated and couldn’t stop smiling. Her hands spend most of the time on her head, rubbing it, feeling it, and examining it. Jackie smiled, she knew the feeling well. She watched the three as the conversation continued. They were laughing and kept looking over at her. It didn’t take long before Heather popped out of the house and joined the trio. At this point curiosity got the better of Jackie. She sighed, sat up, and then finally got up and joined them.
“… and I’ve really embraced this new identity.” Chloe explained as she stood tall smiling. “Oh, hi. Thanks for the inspiration. I’ve never felt better.” Chloe acknowledged Jackie and moved towards her, arms outstretched.
“It was, uh, … glad I could help.” Jackie answered awkwardly as Chloe enclosed her arms around her. “I didn’t really do anything, though.”
“Oh, you have no idea.” Chloe replied, releasing Jackie. “This is EVERYTHING.” Chloe grinned as she rubbed her hand over the back of her head. “Heather can fill you in.” She dropped her hand and looked down. “But, um,” She looked around at the others, “I need to go. I’d love nothing more than to stay and chat more.” She looked at the pool and at each of the other girls, then at herself and how much she felt like she belonged this time. “But, unfortunately… Work…” She slowly staggered back, “Well, I’ll see you all tonight?”
“We’ll be there.” Emma nodded before anyone else could say anything. She glanced over at Heather, who smiled in approval.
“I’ll be sure to give Amber the heads up.” Chloe informed the group as she turned and made her way back inside.
Emma quickly followed her inside. A moment later Emma returned to the backyard, and the quartet dispersed back to their previous spots.
A SHOT OF CELEBRATION
Later that night, Heather, Nikki, Emma, and Jackie, once again found themselves at the restaurant for dinner. It was busy but not as bad as it had been the previous night. They had already said hello to Amber. They had not seen Chloe yet, but Amber said she was there and had received heaps of praise for her new look. Heather had become a minor celebrity at the restaurant, with many of the female servers approaching her for hair advise. Heather was happy to advise but was a bit embarrassed by all the attention. Nikki felt very protective of her but also very proud. As they finished their meal, the quartet was asked to stay or told there was no hurry for them to leave. So, they didn’t. As Heather had reached the end of her giant ice cream sundae, Chloe finally made her way over to the table.
“I’m glad you’re all still here! So sorry that I hadn’t made it over here sooner.” Chloe, now dressed in a modified server uniform, exhaled. Her black T shirt had a black scoop neck with cap sleeves. It was tied off to the side, right at the waist, with just the tiniest space between the shirt and the top of her short miniskirt. Her high-heeled boots showcased her fishnet covered legs. “Things are winding down for the night. I have a few more tables to check on and a couple of other things to take care of, but I should be here more the rest of the night.” Chloe informed, “So, please don’t leave!”
“Don’t worry, we’re not going anywhere.” Emma smiled back as she winked at Chloe.
Nikki causally stretched her arm around Heather and squeezed her tight. Jackie looked at Heather and smiled. Heather had the last bite of her dessert and then looked at everyone confused.
“What? What’s going on?” Heather asked. “Why are you all looking at me?”
“No reason. We’re just happy you’re happy.” Nikki pulled her girlfriend closer.
“Of course I’m happy.” Heather responded. “I’m always happy. Or at least try to be.”
“I know, and that’s just one of the many things I love about you.” Nikki smiled as she kissed Heather on the lips.
“You two are so adorable.” Jackie commented. “I can’t even tell you to get a room.”
“They really are perfect together, aren’t they?” Emma chimed in.
Heather blushed. She loved Nikki and in a short time had gotten comfortable with her, but she still found it difficult to draw so much attention.
A few minutes later, the alarm on everyone’s phone went off. Nikki, Emma and Jackie all looked over at Heather.
“Happy Birthday!” They all exclaimed, as Nikki once again reached over and hugged Heather and gave her a long, passionate kiss. “Welcome to 21,” she whispered into her ear.
“I said it wasn’t a big deal, and I didn’t want a fuss…” Heather pouted as she pulled away and crossed her arms.
“We’re not making it a big deal, but you didn’t really think we’d let it go by unacknowledged, did you?”
Just then, Amber made her way over with a tray of shot glasses. She placed the tray down and started to line up the shot glasses in front of Heather. She then poured the alcohol into each one.
“21 fer 21.” Amber smiled at Heather as she sat down across from Heather and smiled. “Happy Birthday.”
Heather stared at the shots in front of her. She looked at Amber, then at everyone else at the table, then back at the shots. She looked at Amber again. “What am I supposed to do with all this?” she asked completely innocently.
“I think you’re supposed to drink them.” Chloe answered as she approached the table and scooted over as she sat next to Heather.
“That’s a lot.” Heather’s eyes grew big at the task before her.
“Don’t worry we’ll help you out.” Nikki replied, as she reached for the shot glasses and started to distribute them to everyone else at the table.
“Yeah, we’ll take three each.” Emma added as she helped Nikki, “Then that just leaves you with six.” She looked over at Amber, “Afterall, we don’t want to kill the poor girl.”
“I said, I don’t want to celebrate.” Heather pouted and sat back, folding her arms.
“Oh… You’re one of those.” Amber observed, “That doesn’t usually happen until you’re much older.”
“I don’t think that’s it…” Nikki chimed in as she finished distributing the shots around. “I don’t think she’s ever liked her birthday. She’s never wanted to celebrate.” Nikki looked at Heather as she grabbed one of the shots and threw it back.
“Dat’s a shame.” Amber picked up one of the shots in front of her and held it up. She looked at Heather. “Yer a treasure and I think we’re all grateful ya entered our lives.”
“To Heather!” Chloe echoed as she raised her glass, rubbing her new pixie cut.
“To Heather!” Everyone else followed, raising their glasses, before they all swung back the first shots.
Heather shrunk down, making her small stature even smaller. She wanted to disappear completely. She tried to escape but felt trapped. “Please…” she pleaded.
“Alright, alright.” Amber agreed. “But ya do need ta drink up.” She paused. “Is got a special gift fer ya.” Amber rubbed her grown out buzz cut. “I’ve really gotta get ya here more offen. My hair looks great when ya here, but it looks absolutely shit once ya gone.”
“I’m sorry. I guess I can try to stop by more often?” She looked up at Nikki, as she slowly sat back up again. “But I’m happy to give you a haircut. Anytime. It’s no trouble.”
“Oh, I’m not lookin’ fer a haircut.” Amber smiled. “I think et’s time fer a shave.”
“Bald?!” Heather exclaimed.
Amber nodded and smiled. “Et seems like da right time. I doubt et stays, but I figure ta try et once. She looked over at Emma and Nikki. “Dese two certainly advocate fer et well, enough.” Amber took another shot. “But only ef those shots are gone.”
Heather stared at the task before her. She didn’t drink. She had tried alcohol before, a few sips of beer, on a dare. Then there were the two shots she had right before she had all her hair shaved off. That was it. She really had no desire to drink. She looked at the shots before her. There were five, plus the empty one that Nikki had just had. She reached for the first one and quickly downed it. She did not like alcohol and couldn’t figure out what the appeal was. She could do one more, maybe a second, but beyond that would be a challenge. She reached for a second shot.
“Well, we know what motivates her.” Chloe laughed.
“I don’t know, Amber.” Emma began, “You’re saying that it’s temporary…” Emma smiled as she casually brushed her hand over her smooth head. “I originally thought the same thing.”
Amber looked at Emma, she then looked over at Nikki who indicated that she felt similar. Then she looked back at Heather who had just finished her second shot. She shrugged.
“If et happens, et happens. I’m not opposed ta et, and if dat’s da case then et was a smart move, but I think I’d miss da hair dye afta a while.” Amber then glanced over at Chloe, “Besides if I don’t do et now, this one might beat me to et, at da rate she’s goin’.”
Chloe chuckled. She couldn’t imagine how she would look bald. It was ridiculous. She scratched her head. No, this was far enough and she already loved it. But then again, a year ago, had anyone mentioned she’d look like she did now – not just her hair, but the tattoos, the wardrobe, all of it – that would have been just as crazy to her, yet…
“I don’t think you have to worry about that, at least not any time soon.” It was the most honest assessment Chloe could make at that moment. She looked back at Heather. Four down, two left. She looked a bit closer at Emma and Nikki. Bald looked good on them, though.
Heather had now consumed more alcohol at one time than at any point in her life. If she finished her shots, it would probably be more alcohol than she’d ever had. She was starting to feel it. Thankfully, she had just consumed a full meal.
“How you holding up?” Nikki showed genuine concern for her girlfriend. She reached over to offer a hug of support, then grabbed another shot glass and drank it before anyone could stop her. “One more, Poppet. You got this.” She gave a long, passionate kiss on the lips.
“OK.” Heather swayed a bit. “Can I have a Coke or something? This tastes disgusting.”
“Absolutely.” Chloe got up and ran off.
“Lightweight.” Jackie joked.
“Hey Jackie, be careful. She wields the clippers.” Emma warned. “You don’t want to end up bald too.”
Jackie got quiet. Emma had a point. Just maybe not the one she thought she was making. But she had to remember that while this was a fun weekend away, she was still a coach and Heather still a student.
“I got some snacks!” Chloe returned with a tall glass of Coke and a small plate of chips. “There wasn’t much left in the kitchen, but I wanted to bring something.” Chloe placed the plate on the table and the glass in front of Heather. Heather took the glass and quickly started to drink it.
“Thank <hiccup> you.” Heather let out a small burp. “Excuse me.” She reached for a chip. “I’m always happy to do anyone’s hair, however they want it. All they have to do is ask.” She took another sip of her soda. “And I would never shave out of malice. No matter how I feel about someone, I want them fully on board. So, no, Jackie, I would never shave you bald without your consent.” Heather took a deep breath and then quickly grabbed the last shot glass and threw it back quickly before she had a chance to think about it. She slammed the shot glass down on the table. “Okay, I’m done. I don’t want any more. Can we go now? I don’t feel so great…” Heather fell back into Nikki’s arms and closed her eyes.
“I think we need to get her back.” Nikki declared, as she cradled Heather.
The group spent a few more minutes saying goodbye. Amber said she would stop by in the afternoon and hoped to take Heather and the group out for dinner. Nikki helped a stumbling Heather to the car, then the quartet made their way back to the cottage and headed to their respective rooms for the night.
A SOCIAL GATHERING
The next morning Heather was up early, as usual. She had a splitting headache, but it was nothing she couldn’t handle. Emma joined her for their run. They both really enjoyed each other’s company, and they reflected on old times. Nikki prepared another feast for breakfast. And this time Jackie knew to wake up early for it.
It was Heather’s birthday, but the group deferred to her preference, so they didn’t acknowledge it. After breakfast they all headed out to the pool where they all had a fun morning splashing and frolicking.
Amber and Chloe showed up in the early afternoon. They all gathered for a nice lunch, then everyone headed to the backyard.
“So, when ya shavin’ my head?” Amber asked Heather, as she started to strip down to her bikini.
“Oh, well… I guess we can do that now.” Heather started to head back inside.
“Where ya goin’?” Amber reached out and grabbed Heather’s arm. She looked around at the backyard and everyone else. She laughed. “Let’s just do it out here!” She looked at Heather. “Is dat ok? Et’s a beautiful day out and I don’t want ta keep ya from ya friends.”
Amber loved being the center of attention and had no problem causing a spectacle any time the situation presented itself. This certainly felt like one of those times. She had worn her short hair in crazy, funky, unnatural colors her entire adult life. She was used to the looks, and she was used to the attention. But no hair at all would be a fun, different experience.
“Oh, alright.” Heather agreed. “I’ve never done a haircut… or shave… or anything like that outside before.”
Amber grabbed a chair and placed it right in the center of the patio. Everyone else helped set up the “makeshift” station. With everyone’s help, it only took a few minutes. Emma indicated that she’d go next, if Heather was willing. Heather was always willing. Then Nikki wanted to get in on the action. She knew Heather did not want to acknowledge her birthday. She also knew that if she did, she was doing exactly what she’d want to do and how she wanted to spend it.
Jackie quickly ran her hand through her hair as she laid down on her lounger. She didn’t want to feel left out, but she didn’t want to be bald either. As Emma and Nikki both lay down on the other loungers near her, she glanced over at Chloe. The young waitress stood by the pool edge as she took of her tank top. She looked around at the rest of the group. After another quick glance down at the pool edge, she sighed and walked towards Jackie. There was an empty lounger right next to her. She wanted a dip in the pool, but also badly needed to work on her tan. Her pale skin needed some color.
“Mind if I join you?” Chloe asked as she sat down next to Jackie.
“Free country.” Jackie answered nonchalantly.
“Thanks for the hair inspo.” Chloe remarked. “I simply love this look.” Chloe gushed. “I don’t think I’ll ever grow it again.”
“Yeah.” Jackie nodded.
“You showed up at the perfect time, too.” She looked over at Emma and Nikki and then Heather and Amber. “Look at my influence.” She paused, then chuckled. “If you weren’t here, I might have ended up bald as well.”
“Would that have been the worst thing?” Jackie didn’t mind the conversation but grew slightly irritated. The truth was she loved her short hair and knew she’d never want it long again. In fact, she was feeling an itch to go shorter. She was now aware that her work allowed her full latitude with her hair. Had she known that originally, she may have never cut it. She was happy she did and no longer had any concerns about how short it could be. However, there was a difference between short hair and no hair. She felt inspired. “When Heather’s done with the rest, I’ll make my way over to her.”
Chloe gasped. “Are you gonna shave it too?” She sat up. “Your hair is amazing!”
“It is, isn’t it?” Jackie mused. “No, there’s no plan to shave it. Just a touch up… or… whatever Heather is up for, I guess.” She reached her hand up and scratched her head. At that point, it didn’t matter what Heather did to her hair, she was up for anything. Later. For now, she needed to take advantage of the afternoon sun. She sat back, closed her eyes, and drifted off.
A DEAL IS STRUCK
As Heather ran the clippers over Amber’s head, she couldn’t help but reflect on how she ended up there. In many ways Amber was responsible for what her life had become. Sure, her head had already been shaved, and she had started to dress differently. She knew her life had already irrevocably changed forever, but her interest in hair just wasn’t there. Her bond with Betty was strong and she encouraged her to follow suit. That was as far as it went. Then she shaved Emma’s head. That was fun. But when Amber stopped by, she showed little interest. However, with help and encouragement she got through it and hasn’t looked back since.
“You know you’re responsible for all this, right?” Heather declared.
“Which tis are we refurin’ to, hun?” Amber answered coyly.
“This. All of this.” Heather stopped for a moment as she held up her clippers. “I had no interest in any of this. I didn’t want to cut your hair that night. I had less than zero interest. I wasn’t even all that keen to shave Emma’s head.”
“And now?” Amber smiled back at Heather.
“I couldn’t imagine doing anything else.” Heather smiled as she turned the clippers back on and continued to remove the growth from Amber’s head.
“Well, ya know, I wouldn’t be doin’ dis fer anyone but you.”
“It’s become my favorite thing to do.” Heather turned off the clippers and put them down. She then reached for the canister of shaving cream and sprayed a healthy amount into her hand. Then after she rubbed her hands together, she applied the foam onto Amber’s head. Then she reached for the razor. “Ready?”
“Not sur but go ahead bafore I change me mind.” Amber took a deep breath. She was strangely nervous. Her hair had always been short. She’d even had it buzzed a few times. Yet this felt different somehow. There was a big difference between short hair and no hair. She was practically there with her head already reduced to mere stubble. But still …
The razor gently guided across Amber’s head like butter. In its path, a totally clear path of bare scalp was left behind. By this point Heather had done this countless times. She could do this in her sleep, but this time was different. It was a full circle moment.
“I’m sorry, I won’t be around to keep this up for you, but we’re still here a couple more days. I’ll make sure to offer a follow up before we leave.” Heather informed, as she made her second swipe across Amber’s head.
“Oh, is dat so?” Amber smirked. “What makes ya think this isn’t a one-time deal?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I just –” Heather began.
“Relax. I’ll let cha do it again.” Amber laughed. “But don’t get to used to it. If I’ve got hair again, next I see ya. Don’t be thinkun’ dis will be a regular occurrence.”
“I could always teach Chloe. She can help you maintain it.” Heather offered.
“Nah, gurl. I don’t anticipate dis bein’ a regular ting.” Amber looked over at Chloe, who was comfortably lounging next to Jackie. “Ya’ve really changed her. She hasn’t stopped ravin’ ‘bout her hair since ya cut e
t.”
“I was happy to do it.” Heather continued to shave Amber’s head. “I only did the hair though. I had no impact on the rest of it.”
“Ya really think that?” Amber laughed. “Heather, ya responsible fer all of it. Maybe indirectly, but it’s yer influence.” Amber explained. “I had been talkin’ wit her fer weeks. I saw the potential, but she was reluctant. She wasn’t against it, she was just – well, let’s jest say, after that initial haircut she was fully on board.”
“Well, I’m glad I was able to play a small part.”
“Nah, gurl, it wasn’t a small part. She idolizes you.” Amber continued. “After that last time you were here she couldn’t stop talking bout ‘dental floss.’ She had never even worn a bikini before and suddenly she was talkin’ nonstop ‘bout it.” She nodded over towards Chloe. “She picked that out herself. Said something about ‘Heather’s approval’.”
“I have nothing to do with those tattoos, though.” Heather confessed, as she finished the first pass over Amber’s head. “I don’t have any of those.”
“No, not yet ya don’t…” Amber acknowledged. “Ya totally should though. Ya’d look great with some ink. But don’t think yer not a part of that either.” Amber adjusted herself slightly, as Heather paused a moment as she got ready for the second pass. “I’ve been after her for a while. Just sumthin’ small, sumthin’ meaninful. She went wit a butterfly because her haircut, yer haircut, da haircut ya gave her, was like awakenin’ from a cocoon. It only happened a few days before ya’ll showed up last time. Once ya’ll left, she was fully on board and started plannin’ and plotin’. What ya seeing now is only the beginnin’…”
“You really think so?” Heather lathered Amber’s head again, as she cleaned and prepared the razor again. “I have thought about it. I never had any thought or desire to before, but I did think about it after seeing her last time…” Heather started her second pass over Amber’s head. “And now seeing her again, the thought is a bit stronger. I have been thinking about doing something. I don’t think I’d ever get a lot or cover my whole arm like you, but…”
“GURL!!!” Amber gasped. “OH, ya totally should!” Amber paused for a moment. “Oh, I’m getting’ so many ideas fer ya already.” Amber thought for a moment. “I’ll make ya a deal. Next time I see ya. Ya next visit, whenever that is, if ya get a tattoo, ya can do dis again.” She pointed up to her head. “Ya keep getting inked, dis head stays bare.”
“I don’t know yet. But I was only thinking about one.”
“Yeah, dat’s how it starts… Ask Chloe wat she thought in da beginnin’ an den ask her bout her plan now. Just get da one an remain open.”
“Okay, I can do that.” Heather smiled as the thought started to grow stronger in her head. She continued to scrape the foam from Amber’s head, as not another word was spoken on the subject.
As soon as Heather indicated she was finished, Amber reached up and felt her head. She smiled. She walked over to the group and allowed everyone to rub her head. She loved to experiment with her hair. She was the color queen. But having no hair wasn’t so bad either. She couldn’t wait to get back to work and show everyone. Chloe admired her as well, but she was enjoying her new pixie cut way too much to consider another major change so soon.
After Amber’s head shave was finished the action stayed outside as Emma and then Nikki took their turn in the chair. Emma and Heather took a moment to reminisce. This was a return to the scene where it all started. The site of Emma’s first headshave. She hadn’t looked back since.
When it was Nikki’s turn, she checked in on her girlfriend. She wanted to make sure she was enjoying herself and that she was doing okay. But she needn’t have worried. Heather was in her element. This was her favorite part of the entire trip. Plus, she really enjoyed being outside and wanted to explore the option a bit more when they got back to campus.
“Well, you know any time you stay over, it might be fun.” Nikki mused.
“As if I needed any extra motivation to sleep over. I guess you don’t ever want me staying on campus.”
“Would that really be the worst thing?” Nikki smirked as she snuck in a kiss on Heather’s lips.
“Not at all.” Heather reflected on her good fortune.
Jackie sat in the chair next, open to anything. So, Heather took her a bit shorter. She used a number one guard on the back and sides. She then re-colored Jackie’s hair in the bright red that had become her signature. The highlight was the tips. They were purple.
“I love it! Amazing as always.” Jackie rubbed the back of her head as she stood up.
“I’m glad you like it.” Heather smiled. She was impressed with how far Jackie had come. “Do you think you’ll ever want to shave it?”
Jackie paused for a moment before she answered. It was a question that had been on her mind before. Not all the time, but enough that she couldn’t just dismiss it casually.
“Yes.” She smiled confidently and without hesitation. “But the circumstances need to be right.” She explained further. “I can say that because I’ve already thought it. It’s never an idea that I would have considered before, but then I never thought I’d go this short with my hair either. I certainly never expected to enjoy it as much as I do.” She took a moment, “Honestly, I’m slightly surprised I’m not bald now. Given everyone else –” she turned and pointed out Amber, Emma, and Nikki. “And that I gave you free reign to do ANYTHING. I’m just as happy I’m not, but I was prepared.”
“I would never do that without your expressed request.” Heather declared. “I’m happy to do it for you any time you want. Just ask.” She paused before emphasizing. “But you have to specifically request it. I won’t make that call for you.”
“Thanks, Heather. I’ll definitely keep that in mind.”
The rest of the afternoon was spent by the pool and in the pool. Everyone took turns, then they all got dressed and prepared to go out. It was never explicitly stated that it was Heather’s Birthday dinner, but the others all silently acknowledged that’s exactly what it was. All too soon the evening came to an end. Amber and Chloe said goodbye as they headed home as the rest headed back to the cottage.
A NEW IDEA IS FORMED
Once the foursome returned back to the cottage, they said good night and split off to their respective rooms for the night. As Nikki and Heather were both changing and getting ready for bed, Heather decided it was time to let Nikki know what was on her mind.
“I think I want a tattoo.”
“What?!” Nikki responded in shock. “Heather, are you serious? Why would you do that?”
“I don’t know. I want to do something different. Ever since I saw Chloe at spring break, it’s been on my mind.”
“Amore.” Nikki stopped what she was doing and sat on the bed. She patted the bed next to her, hoping Heather would join her. “There are plenty of other things you can do besides a tattoo.”
“I know.” Heather sat down.
“I love you. I will always love you and support you. NO MATTER WHAT.” Nikki reached out and hugged Heather. “You are absolutely gorgeous. Please know that. But a tattoo is a big decision, it’s permanent. I don’t want you to regret it.”
“Why do you think I’ll regret it?” Heather looked innocently into Nikki’s eyes. “Shaving my head was a big decision. It was the biggest thing I’d ever done. That could have gone horribly.” She looked down. “Although, I suppose it did at first…” She looked back up with a huge smile on her face. “But then it didn’t. In fact, it’s been great!” She ran her hand over her bald head, “It’s been the greatest decision I’ve ever made. I love the person I’ve become.”
Nikki looked closely at Heather. Heather made a strong argument. She always wanted to be a supportive and encouraging girlfriend, but she also understood the difference between shaving your head and getting a tattoo.
“I’ll tell you what. I’ll make you a promise. Hold off because I really want you to think about this. Wait six months and we’ll revisit this idea again. I promise. If you still have the same strong desire and know specifically what you want, I’ll support you. I’ll take you to get it done, and I’ll be by your side.” She paused, then sighed. “I’ll even consider getting one myself.”
“Oh, okay…” Heather replied softly. “I still want to do something now though.”
Nikki looked at her girlfriend sincerely. She sympathized. She ran her hand over Heather’s head. Then, after a moment, she kissed her forehead. “Do you want me to stay bald?”
“What do you mean?” Heather looked confused.
“My head. Do you want to keep it shaved? Or should I grow it again? Maybe the mohawk again. You know my head belongs to you, so whatever you want…”
“Oh, I hadn’t really thought about it. Did you want to grow it again?”
“No, but maybe you should.” Nikki shard the thought that had been circling her head for a few minutes. “But not like before. Not just to grow it out. Not long like it was.”
“Oh. No,” Hether shook her head emphatically “I’m never going back to that.”
“Yes, I know, and I wouldn’t want you to. But Heather, –” Nikki sighed. “I made the big chop and that was a huge deal. But that apparently wasn’t enough. It kept getting shorter. We tried just about every color and style possible. I had that rainbow mohawk for over a year.” Nikki smiled as she rubbed her own head. “And now I’ve been bald for a few months, and I’ve loved it. I love you and I love our ritual. I will happily stay this way for as long as you desire. Forever, if you wish. I never need hair again if I have you.”
Heather looked at Nikki. She hung on to every word, but she still didn’t follow what Nikki was saying. She reached her hand up and felt her own smooth skull.
“I think you need to experiment a bit. You had very long natural virgin hair your entire life. Then you shaved it off. Then you kept it that way. There was no in between. That’s fine. You love this look and it suits you so well, and I have no doubt you’ll return to it someday. But maybe, just maybe, that urge to try something different, that desire to change – maybe you should experiment with your hair a bit. After all… This is you now. This is what you do. Hair has become a major fixture in your life. It’s more than just the fact that you shaved your head.”
“What if I keep it long?”
“Then it stays long. But how do you define long? As long as it was? Past your shoulders? Mid-back? But don’t just grow it. Color it, experiment with it, have fun with it. Change it up regularly. That’s what will make it different.” Nikki encouraged.
“Okay.” Heather agreed, “I suppose you have a point.”
With her curiosity satisfied and a new plan to look forward to, Heather and Nikki continued to get ready for bed. The topic was dropped for the time, as they continued to enjoy the last few days of their vacation. Much more time was spent in the backyard. Heather took care of Emma’s and Nikki’s heads whenever requested but she left hers alone. On the final morning before they headed back to the campus Amber and Chloe stopped by. Amber got another fresh shave. She enjoyed it more than she expected to. The other servers at work raved about it. Her son thought it was the coolest thing ever. She reminded Heather of their deal. Heather was still interested but knew it may be a bit longer than she originally thought and otherwise kept silent about it.
Chloe was giddy and loved her new short hair. Her biggest concern was what would happen to it, in between Heather’s next visit. She wanted to remain exclusive to Heather but was concerned about her hair getting too long and shaggy. Heather promised to do what she could to get back as often as possible but that the fall was tough because it was football season. Emma said there would be another girl’s weekend trip during their off week, and she would make sure Heather was a part of it. Nikki also volunteered to take Heather for a visit as often as their schedule allowed.
Then it was time to leave. Emma, Jackie, Nikki, and Heather started the long journey back. Once they got back to campus, Emma invited everyone into the barbershop, before they all went their separate ways. A third chair had been added to the main room.
“It seemed warranted.” Emma explained. “I took advantage of all of us being away and wanted it ready for when everyone got back. Several more members of the team have expressed interest in the shop, so we’ll have more manpower to back it up.”
