A Hair Day: A Short Story

Hearing the alarm go off to indicate that there were only thirty minutes left until classes began, Daveigh groaned. There was no way she wasn't going to end up late today. Not because she was only just waking up, the seventeen year old had been up for hours, but because she had been so busy getting her makeup just right that she hadn't even bothered with her hair yet let alone her having enough time to go get coffee from the student lounge. The question was, which one was more important? If she finished her hair she wouldn't have time for coffee and would probably be a wreck all day. If she got coffee she was going to have to just let her hair do its own thing which could be a godsend or a disaster.

Hoping that for once she was going to have a good hair day, Daveigh pulled her hair out of the ponytail she kept it in while she slept, brushing it out with her fingers and then shifting it until it fell in the slightest wave around her face. The ponytail had managed to …show more content…
She'd heard a rumor that they were going to have a new teacher this year but nobody had seen him yet so she couldn't be sure. As she stepped off the final stair and into the hallway on the third floor she grinned as she saw that her friends had waited for her rather than walking in. It was something they'd always done, but she hadn't expected them to keep it up in light of a possible new teacher. "How do you always manage to look like a work of art on the first day of class?"

Daveigh's green eyes glittered with laughter as she reached her friends and shook her head. "I was totally rushing this morning. I almost didn't make it to get coffee," she said with a pout as she held up her large iced coffee for them to see. "Can you imagine?" The group moved forward as one to the classroom door and let themselves in. "Thank god you didn't miss out. We wouldn't want Lady Vanderbilt to have a bad