Trace and Me Only!

"Alright. Ten minutes," Jess chuckled.

"Sooo, I was thinking I should cut my hair, what do you think would look good?" she asked curiously

"Curls would look gorgeous on you," Jess smiled. "Loose ones that frame your face."

She nodded. "Yeah..then thinking about getting it dyed too. i still have people in this century that..recognize me...have to make myself less noticeable..."

Jess hugged her. "It'll be okay, sweetie. Kaden might seem scary and uncaring at first, but he's really a nice guy. We're all here for you," she smiled warmly at her.

"Thank you." she smiled slightly and hugged her back.

"Anytime, honey," she smiled.

"HEYYY," Lilli called, running up to them and pulling on her jacket. "I'm so sorry!! I didn't realize what time it was," she said, panting. Her face was all flushed and her hair a bit of a mess. Evidence of what she'd been doing.

Jess was used to it, though, and handed her a brush out of her purse. "It's okay," she smiled. "Let's go have some fun," she smiled cheerfully.

Bethany nodded "Yes, lets. Nothing beats a day of shopping..and makeovers."

"Now you're talkin'," Lilli smiled, brushing her hair and walking to the garage with them.

"So where should we go and start?" she asked as she followed them.

"Hair, then clothes," Lilli said. Jess nodded. "Yes," she agreed, smiling back at her.

She nodded, "So....Red, Black, or Blonde?" she asked. "I'm kind of thinking black."

Lilli studied her and nodded. "Black with loose curls. We'll have them do your eyebrows, too. And we'll get you makeup to match your new look," she grinned.

Bethany nodded, "And, he did give me his credit card...so I guess price isn't the issue."

"I don't think Kaden's ever given his card to anyone," Jess smiled.

"Lucky," Lilli smiled. "I'm sure I've spent god knows how much money on our room," she laughed. "And clothes, of course."

"I guess I'm lucky." she chuckled and pulled it out of her bra.

As they arrived at the hair place, Jess and Lilli walked in with Beth between them, their arms linked. "Can you give this young lady a makeover? Hair colored and permed, styled and the like?"

"Of course," the hair stylist smiled. "What's your name, sweetie? We'll set you up right away."

"Bethany." she replied smiling.

"Okay, Bethany, step right up here and we'll get started. Do you know what style you want your hair in," she asked, motioning towards a seat.

"Layers...about like...a bit above shoulder length, with some curls? And..Black hair." she said thinking to herself.

"Not a problem. You'll look nice and sexy when I'm done with you," she smiled and set to work on her hair.

She couldn't help but chuckle "Do you think he'll recognize me?" she asked playfully.

"I don't think anyone will recognize you," she laughed.

"Thats...good." she smiled sadly, "I used to look my mother though...."

"Do you not want me to change your hair color," the stylist asked, looking apologetic.