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“I don’t think I can fix this. Unless you would wear some extensions.”

“What? That’s never going to work. Those things look so fake. I won’t wear them.”

“Well, I’m sorry. Let me work with the rest and I’ll see if we can make it unnoticeable,” I offered.

“Don’t you dare touch my hair!” she screamed. “You will pay for this.”

I looked at Cassie and shrugged. She was trying her best not to laugh, and so was I, even though I realized how much trouble I was probably in. The way this woman was overreacting was hilarious.

She was out of the chair now and looking at herself in the mirror. “Oh, no, no, no…”

“Mrs. Duvall, let me at least try,” I said.

“NO! You won’t! I want your supervisor.”

“Mrs. Duvall, that is not necessary. I can fix this,” I lied. The last thing I needed was Jenna coming out here to give me grief about this. She loved to ride me, and she’d been that way ever since I’d started working there. I believe she felt threatened by me. Her boyfriend came around every so often and he was always giving me the eye. I did my best to ignore him, but he was a bit of a creep. Jenna hated to think that her boyfriend had eyes for someone other than her. Didn’t she realize if he flirted like that with me, then he probably did with a lot of other girls as well? She was such an idiot. I couldn’t stand her.

“I want her called out here!” Mrs. Duvall demanded.

Jenna was already on her way. I hated that she’d taken over as manager of the salon when Melanie left. The little twit wasn’t even good at doing hair. She was fake, and universally hated by everyone on the staff.

“What is going on?” Jenna asked.

“Look! Look at what she did to my hair!”

Jenna took a look at the mistake and I saw fire in her eyes. Her fists clenched at her side and she immediately scowled at me. “You did this?” She asked turning to me.

“It was an accident. She jerked her head away and…“

“I don’t want to hear it,” Jenna said. “This is unacceptable. We pride ourselves on doing great work here, and mistakes like this do not happen.”

“I know,” I said. “I’m very sorry.”

“Well, that’s not good enough,” Jenna said. She turned back to Mrs. Duvall. “Ma’am, you won’t be charged for this of course. I’ll throw in a free cut for next time, a bottle of our new conditioner, and I will personally work on see what we can do to cover up this mistake so no one would ever be able to tell.”

“Ok,” Mrs. Duvall said. “I just have no idea how you are going to fix this.”

“Don’t worry, all of this will come out of Kat’s salary,” Jenna said with glee in her eyes.

I couldn’t believe it. “That’s like eighty dollars!”

“Yes, I know,” Jenna said. “Next time, maybe you will be more careful. Now, go mop the rest room and clean the sinks at the empty stations.”

Before I could even respond, she turned around to kiss Mrs. Duvall’s ass and shower her with compliments.

I was about to say a lot of things that would get me canned. I felt it all coming hard, but I somehow found the inner strength to turn and walk away from it.

Once I was in the back where no one could see me, I broke down. I felt like hell. This was not my fault and the punishment wasn’t fair at all. But this was happening. I had to deal with it because if I told Jenna off, she would fire me. And I needed the money. I was barely scraping by as it was. How was I going to eat next week now with that money coming out? I’d have to find a way, but it was going to be a rough one.

Dammit. She is such a bitch.

I swallowed hard and tried to get a grip on myself before I started bawling like a baby. I would not let this break me.

I clenched and unclenched my fists several times, trying to alleviate some of the pain and rage that I felt. It was so unfair. Hell, I wasn’t even supposed to be there. Not really. I’d had everything going for me. My entire future was set, and t

hen tragedy struck. I hated thinking about it, but rarely did I go a day without thinking about the accident.

I was a freshman in college, living the dream. College was great, everything I’d ever dreamt it would be. Then I got the news that my parents had been struck by a tractor trailer and their car was basically destroyed. They were both pronounced dead at the scene. I could still remember the day those two sullen looking cops showed up at my door…I’d never forget it. I could feel it, see it, and even smell it…

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