Secrets and Lies
Chapter One
-Alex POV-
Music. Music music and more music.
It was my dream, the only thing I'm half decent at, I screw everything else up, point blank.
However, I realised it was going to taking a fucking miracle for that to ever happen, so I settled for my other passion, hairdressing. I know what you're going to say: gayyy! My reply? Don't you DARE call me gay, I had enough of it in school, I'm not, and don't want to be gay, I like chicks, I'm a man whore and I'm not ashamed of that.
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My alarm clock went off, letting me know that it was 6 am, time for work at the salon. It was a Tuesday which is the easiest day of the week, so I was pretty relieved.
I flung the cover off of myself and sat up, rubbing the sleep dust from my eyes. I padded over to the curtains, slowly tugging them back to reveal a sunny June morning. I figured it would be hot today so I pulled out a white V-neck Blink vest and some stonewash cut offs and laid them on my bed.
I walked to the bathroom, stepping into the shower and letting the cool water drip down my fringe and over my face. I began humming Green Days's 'Basket Case' which turned into one of my famous shower shows. I hopped out after 20 minutes, not bothering to wrap a towel around me as I lived alone. That's right, 23 and I live alone...I'm going to just get loads of cats I swear.
I powerslid into the kitchen, grabbing a juice box and an apple, today I just felt really happy which was a first. I went back into my room having air dryed off and got changed, styled my hair, grabbed my car keys and left the apartment.
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It got to 3pm and I'd only had 4 clients, I spent most of the time singing to myself and checking myself out in the mirror before I heard a voice calling my name from behind.
''Jack Barakat, here for my 3 O'clock appointment with Alex?''
Music. Music music and more music.
It was my dream, the only thing I'm half decent at, I screw everything else up, point blank.
However, I realised it was going to taking a fucking miracle for that to ever happen, so I settled for my other passion, hairdressing. I know what you're going to say: gayyy! My reply? Don't you DARE call me gay, I had enough of it in school, I'm not, and don't want to be gay, I like chicks, I'm a man whore and I'm not ashamed of that.
_________________________________________________________________________
My alarm clock went off, letting me know that it was 6 am, time for work at the salon. It was a Tuesday which is the easiest day of the week, so I was pretty relieved.
I flung the cover off of myself and sat up, rubbing the sleep dust from my eyes. I padded over to the curtains, slowly tugging them back to reveal a sunny June morning. I figured it would be hot today so I pulled out a white V-neck Blink vest and some stonewash cut offs and laid them on my bed.
I walked to the bathroom, stepping into the shower and letting the cool water drip down my fringe and over my face. I began humming Green Days's 'Basket Case' which turned into one of my famous shower shows. I hopped out after 20 minutes, not bothering to wrap a towel around me as I lived alone. That's right, 23 and I live alone...I'm going to just get loads of cats I swear.
I powerslid into the kitchen, grabbing a juice box and an apple, today I just felt really happy which was a first. I went back into my room having air dryed off and got changed, styled my hair, grabbed my car keys and left the apartment.
_________________________________________________________________________
It got to 3pm and I'd only had 4 clients, I spent most of the time singing to myself and checking myself out in the mirror before I heard a voice calling my name from behind.
''Jack Barakat, here for my 3 O'clock appointment with Alex?''
Notes
Sorry it's kind of short, but I wanted them to meet early on as the storyline pans out a LOT.
What happens in the last chapter cuz its gone. Omg though amazing story
5/29/16