A Hairy Situation~a Photostory

I casually strolled into Saige’s bedroom, and found her (what else) doing her hair.

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“Hi!” I greeted. Saige turned. “Oh, hello! How ’bout you hang out with me for a bit, sis?” She grinned. Oh no. Hanging out with Saige could only mean one thing…fashion. ​”Um, I’m okay.” I said, awkwardly scooting out the door.

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Saige only laughed and pulled me over to her vanity, where she thrust her hot-pink straightening iron into my arms. “Go find somewhere to plug it in, then I’ll show you how to use it.” She instructed. I reached up and touched my already-stick-straight brown hair. “Uhhh, I don’t think…”
“Go!” My sister commanded. Sometimes I wonder if Saige is blind. Seriously.

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I plugged in the straightener and carefully, making sure not to burn myself, carried it over to Saige.

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“Great!” Saige smiled.

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“See how I’m putting my hair in it and bringing it through?” Saige demonstrated. Disinterested, I said, “Sure, yeah.”

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I yawned. As much as I loved my sister, her obsession with fashion and hair wasn’t something we shared.

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I grabbed some nail polish and began to paint my  fingernails.

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As I blew on my wet nails,  Ruthie tumbled into the room. “Whee, look at me!” She yelled. “Award-winning gymnast coming through!”

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I knew what was going to happen before it did. “Ruthie, watch out for-” I tried to warn her.

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Just like I’d thought, Ruthie’s legs got caught in the cord from Saige’s straightener. “Help!” She squeaked. I was frozen with horror.

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After that, it got chaotic. Everyone screamed at once, including me.

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Ruthie collapsed to the floor and Saige clapped a hand to her head. “Ow, ow, ow! It’s HOT!!!” She shouted. “911! 911!”

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I comfortingly slid my arm around her shoulders. “Come sit down,” I soothed.

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Ruthie looked up at me. “I’m good,” she reassured.

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I rushed to get Saige some ice, and she said, “Thanks, Brooke. What would we do without you?”

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I blushed and shrugged. Saige continued, “Hey, um, Brooke…” and trailed off.

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“What?”

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“…How does my hair look?”

*********************************************************************** Here we go with another one of Saige’s antics! 😉 Hehehe!! Btw, I have a few surprises for you guys… *Commercial voice* Coming soon to a blog near you! 😛

~Brooke
~Rutvi