“Does she just wait in a corner to watch when I get to my locker?” Roxanne asked herself.
“Nice headwear, you look… Different, but like, in a good way, not in a weird way… Of course… You know what I mean” Betty said, laughing sheepishly.
Of course, she knew she looked weird so she didn’t need that to be pointed out. Besides, it was better for her that she looked slightly different this way, than for her to bring her full on blue hair to school. At least some of the damage had been mitigated.
“Let's just get to class,” Roxanne sighed.
After taking her stuff, she went straight for class.
School ended uneventfully, just the way Roxanne liked it. Fortunately, other than Betty’s earlier comment, no one else seemed to mind or pay much attention to her head. Sure, there were the
