Piano teacher proper

Alana looked at her mother dumbfounded,”So what are you saying?”

”You heard me, young lady”,her mother replied,”You’re getting piano lessons. Everyday, after school, you will go to Miss Carter’s house and spend an hour at the instruments.Now, I’m paying for these lessons so I better see results by the end of the month or no more phone, laptop, or going to events until I see improvements”

The girl hated this proposal but she didn’t want her phone taken away from her.Monday morning was grueling for her and she never anticipated it to end for she knew the schedule.Like her mother ordered, she headed to Miss Carter’s home.It was a big house that intimidated Alana as soon as she saw it.

She became nervous as she knocked on the door. The door opened, stern eyes quickly cut through the girl’s soul.Miss Carter was an angular woman with bobbed, black hair that was slightly curly.

Her eyes thoroughly scanned the frame of the girl and her mouth pursed as if she was disgusted by Alana.

”Is this the girl I’m supposed to teach my skill to?” she asked herself aloud,”One thing’s for certain, I’m not letting you near my grand piano til we get you cleaned up proper”

Alana looked at herself, she was just in her style she found comfortable,”I ain’t changing my style, lady! You can keep whatever my mom paid you, I’m outa here”

”Okay”,Miss Carter replied,”Disappoint your mother why don’t you”

The girl stopped in her tracks, even though she wanted to punch her, Miss Carter was right.She dare not disappoint her mom.Looking at the woman, Alana sighed,”What do I have to do for you to teach me piano?”

”Let grab my purse”,the woman dipped back into the house and returned fifteen minutes later in a warm coat and stylish hat.They took her car from its driveway into the town nearby.Alana had never been that way before and was kinda excited for the road trip.But still, she was at the mercy of Miss Carter.

”You will be doing what every student is of mine is required to do and wear”,Miss Carter told Alana,”Every day you have practice, I expect you to wear the clothes I buy you”

What Miss Carter wanted her pupil to wear was very traditional for a schoolgirl.Everything she bought the girl covered up most of her body.Only her hands, face, and head of red tresses was visible.

Like she said, Miss Carter bought everything and she ordered Alana to change into her new dress before they left the store. She did and they got back into the car, Alana thought it was all over and began to doze off. Her teacher granted her a favor and let her sleep as she drove to the next stop.

”Missy, wake up”,Miss Carter said sharply.Alana snapped awake and her eyes grew as soon as they focused.The car was parked in front of a barbershop, why were they there? She didn’t get an answer until Miss Carter had taken her inside.

The barbers in waiting were female and polite to the women coming in.Miss Carter told them the girl she brought in desperately needed a haircut, something neat and tidy. Alana thought she was going to get bobbed like her master and walked to the chair with no fuss.

”So, Miss Carter.Like the other girls?”Alana’s stylist, a pudgy girl with blonde hair cut close to her head, asked.

”Yes”,the pianist answered.

The hairdresser nodded and quickly secured the cape before going in front of the girl to grab her tools. She combed out Alana’s straight, red hair tenderly and hummed to herself as she worked.Before she knew it, Alana realized her hair was becoming lighter: a lot lighter.

She looked at herself in the mirror, the barber was cutting her hair very close to her scalp. The girl yelped and tried to protest but with one word, Miss Carter pacified her student and made her sit still for the dutiful worker.Alana watched as her barber put down her scissors and comb and picked up her clippers.When they entered the girl’s scalp, the clippers made sure to leave as little hair as possible.

When the buzzing had stopped, Alana saw that she was nearly bald.Taking a dollop of shaving cream, the portly woman covered the girl’s scalp in white and using a razor, she cleaned the cream of her head.To finish, she spritzed an elixir into the freshly shaven scalp; massaging it in as she did so.

Miss Carter came round to inspect the work of the hairdresser, rubbing and stroking, she was satisfied with the job.Nodding to the woman, the barber reclined the chair some and told Alana to close her eyes.Assuming the worst, she did so. She felt a light tugging on her eyebrows and imagined herself without any.

But her premonition was proved wrong, however, when she opened her eyes, her eyebrows were intact.They were only threaded and she looked beautiful with them.

“Now”,said Miss Carter,”Now, you look like a proper pianist novice”, she smiled.

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