Carter

"What did you do to your beautiful blonde hair!?"
is the first thing my Mother said to me when she saw.
I fingered a lock of newly brown hair,
and frowned.

Did it really look that bad?
When I'd looked in the mirror afterwards,
I'd quite liked it,
but maybe my perceptions were wrong.
then after she had said it,
I guess she realised how it sounded.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry,
it looks really good.
Why did you do it though?"
I shrugged,
and said I just fancied a change.
I don't think she could tell I was lying.

People complimented me about it at school,
Even if I hadn't ever spoke to them before,
so I was feeling pretty confident as I walked into English that day.
Carter was there early,
like usual,
and he did a double take as he glanced at me.

I grinned at him,
Something I wouldn't normally have the confidence to do,
and he smiled back.

I was getting there.