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The first thing I done was take a nice warm shower,after weeks of bathing by the cold lake this was nice infact amazing

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The first thing I done was take a nice warm shower,after weeks of bathing by the cold lake this was nice infact amazing.

I thoroughly washed my hair and scrubbed my body.

I wrapping myself in a towel and left into my room.
I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked good.My naturally curly hair was defined and hung below my shoulders.

I sat down, thinking about this place.Atleast I got cute clothes.

I heard a knock coming from the door.

"It's Takashi , can I come in?"

I walked up to the door and opened it,pulling him in.

He wore black shorts and plain navy blue t-shirt.

He shut the door behind him.

"You know that hatter guy is ridiculous,I hated him.He just wants all the cards to leave for himself.

"Look what I managed to get , though."
I uncovered my hand revealing a small silver switchblade.

"How did you g."

"Shh, I got it from the storage room."

"In reality it's going to take forever for everyone to leave and everyone literally worships him it's so weird he looks some druggy at the gas station th-"

"What?"

"Your hair."
I reached up to feel the hair.
"Yes it's naturally curly, I straighten it."

He walked up next to me.
"You look good."

"Really."

"Yeah i love your hair."

A shy smile crept onto my face, I noticed my face start to redden.

" Thank-you."
I walked back to the bathroom to moisturise and put on some clothes.

No one had really complimented my hair before, ever since middle school I would straighten my hair to fit in and stop the bullying.

It started from when I was about 8 years old, at first it was small things but it only got worse, especially throughout middle school.

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