This choice: She decides to try it out to see if it works • Go Back...Chapter #5She decides to try it out to see if it works by: Unknown It just can’t be true, Zoe assured herself as she clutched the coin even tighter in her palm. There’s no such thing as an ‘enchanted artifact’. They don’t exist and that woman made it up! She looked down and saw that she had slightly warped the side of the coin in her vice grip. Zoe pocketed the coin and composed herself before she returned to her seat behind the front desk.
She nonchalantly drummed her fingers across the spotless, white wood as she remembered that it was yet another slow day for Lash Academy. “And it’s back to reality,” she sighed. She craned her head to look at her employees again, their cheery dispositions not affected by their lack of action. They continued to laugh and joke together, giggling like little children.
DO IT. A booming, bassy voice echoed through Zoe’s head.
“You know what, it can’t hurt to try,” Zoe reasoned, her stance on the coin suddenly switching around. She pulled the coin out of the side of her white beautician's tunic and zoomed in on Holly and Leanne. She planned to do a quick, small scale swap between the two, maybe just switching their hair over, something she could swiftly reverse if they noticed the change. She could feel the surge of power coursing through her body and focused it on the duo, sending a bright, red spark surging towards them.
At first nothing happened (an utter relief for Zoe). However, as she watched on she could see the top of Holly’s scalp starting to twitch and fidget. After a moment or two her hair just detached, her ash blonde twin plaits jumping onto the marble floor. They scurried across the small space between the two women, hopping onto Leanne’s leg and climbing upwards. “Oh my god,” Zoe gasped as she saw Leanne’s raven black hair also rise and hurry towards Holly.
The two now bald women were unfazed as the 'hair creatures' travelled up their forms, eventually latching onto the other’s head when they reached the crown of their heads. Zoe laughed in disbelief as she saw Leanne casually twirling one of her new plaits in her fingers while she conversed. Holly meanwhile used a dainty finger to ease an itch in her now shoulder length, straightened ebony hair.
What the F*CK just happened?! Zoe screamed inside her head. She was a strange mixture of stunned, excited and terrified all at the same time. That crazy, old bat was telling the truth! What the hell is going on?!
“Um, Leanne?” Zoe called out as Leanne turned her head towards her. “Can you come over here please?” Leanne strutted over, her suede 2-inch ankle boots clacking as she came. “What’s up, luv?” Zoe zoned out for a second as she just stared at Holly’s former plaits resting on her head. She snapped back to consciousness and said, “Uh, sorry I was out for a second there. I just wanted to ask if you could cover me while I run a quick errand?”
“Sure boss,” she chirped as she sat in the seat Zoe now vacated. Zoe picked up her purse and pulled on her designer shades as she said goodbye. Suddenly, she spun around, pulling on one of Leanne’s blonde plaits much to her dismay. “Sorry luv, just checking.” She waved and sashayed her way out of the salon, giggling impishly as she unlocked her black Mercedes hatchback.
As she started the car a wicked grin stretched across her face as she cooked up a maniacal plan. “Oh Zoe, you’re absolutely diabolical,” she cackled as she turned the key in the ignition and sped off. Her mischievous mission was to:
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