hair dye • mgc

01

Skylar•••

It's been weeks since I last came out of my flat, other than going out on the balcony to sing and record for this cover I'm making, which by the way takes forever due to the fact that I'm playing so many instruments for it.

The reason why I haven't been out much is because my hair has seen better days and it's just gross at this point. My pink hair is faded and my dirty blonde roots are taking up like 5 inches of my hair. Not to mention, my hair is practically fried since I've dyed it so much.

I had to get out at some point and today would be that day, screw my hair, who would've thought that my hair was naturally pink anyways? I needed to go to the mall anyways since I've basically been wearing the same sweatpants and shirt for the past week.

I removed myself from the position I was in on the couch and walked over to my bedroom to pick out some clothes. After about 5 minutes of rummaging, I finally chose some decent clothes which were; a pair of black ripped skinny jeans, a black green day shirt whose sleeves I had cut off, along with my undergarments.

Walking to the bathroom I decided to run back to my bedroom to get my phone, and by run I mean walk slightly faster than I already was.

Making my way back to where I had dropped my clothes, I continued walking to the bathroom and shut the door behind me, even though I live by myself.

I peeled the clothes off me and started my shower playlist, and yes, I have a shower playlist.

The first song to come on was the song Lights by Ellie Goulding, yeah it was kind of old but I thought it was perfect for a shower.

I finished my shower with the song American Idiot by Greenday, as you can see, my music taste varies quite a bit.

After drying myself and applying lotion, I put on my clothes and towel dried my hair since blow drying it would only make my hair worse.

Looking in the mirror, I knew there was something missing. Makeup.

I went back to my room and sat in front of my vanity. I looked through my drawers and picked out my daily makeup products.

The end results were winged eyeliner, on both eyes obviously, some concealer, fixed eyebrows, and some reddish lip tint. Once I looked okay, I brushed through my hair and put on some mismatched socks.

I grabbed the bag I always used which was this small black leather bag which I hung on my shoulder. I checked my phone to see the time and its percentage, it was at 82% and it was like noon.

I put my phone in my purse along with some cash and my sunglasses. I walked to the front door and put on my all black high tops, yeah, I wore a lot of black.

I stepped foot out of my apartment for the first time in what felt like forever, wait scratch that, I did come out of my apartment like a week ago when people moved in the place next door. Here, let me paint the picture.

It was like 10 at night and I wasn't sleeping, shocker, and whilst I was scrolling through tumblr, I heard cheering and stuff. I got out of my bed and stayed at the front door and waited for more sounds. After what was about 10 minutes of silence, I went back to my room. Then like 20 minutes afterwards, the cheering started again and never really seemed to end. So, being me, I walked out the front door and knocked on theirs.

A blond boy about 18 with a lip peircing opened it and was obviously drunk, I looked behind him to see 3 silhouettes of what sounded like guys.

"What do you want?" He asked quite bitterly.

"We'll you guys are being loud as fuck and its like 10 something at night, so I'd appreciate it if you could sober up and shut the fuck up." I said in an angry tone. I know I was mean but the they were taking away the peace and quiet of loneliness.

He looked me up and down biting his lip slightly. Ew.

"Ooh a feisty one huh? I like those." He said trying to be seductive.

"Ooh a cocky one huh? I don't like those." I replied, mocking his tone only ever so slightly.

"Whatever." He muttered and shut the door on me. Rude.

But that was the only other time I came out of my house, other than that, nada.

I shut the door behind me and locked it, then proceeded to go to the elevator, clicking the down button.

Once it finally got to the 5th floor, I stepped in and clicked the button which indicated the ground floor.

Before I headed out, I checked my mailbox and to my surprise there were a few things there. The first being a couple bills, not surprising at all. The next thing was a letter from someone called Ashton Irwin, I have no idea who that is. And the last thing was a business card for this company called Dare Hair which was a salon.

I didn't want to open the letter right now, so I shoved it all in my purse and headed off to the mall.

I didn't have a car yet, so I called an uber and had him drive me to the mall.

•••

He dropped me off right in front of the mall and left after I had paid him.

I stepped foot in the air conditioned mall and almost immediately looked for a place to eat. I hadn't eaten a proper lunch in weeks and it was only 2 o'clock.

I decided on Panera for lunch an ordered Mac and Cheese along with some sort of soup.

After eating, I looked around the mall and ended up buying a few things. 2 pairs of leggings, 4 shirts, and 3 pieces of band merch later; I was going back home in another uber.

•••

I got home and dropped my bags by the door and threw -literally threw- myself onto the couch.

After 5 minutes of groaning and rolling around on the couch, I got up and picked up the bags from the door and put the clothes in their assigned drawers and stuff.

Then I grabbed my recording equipment and set it up on the balcony, I didn't like recording in my room because it just felt claustrophobic and stuffy.

Before I could get my flute, my phone went off and I had to rummage through my bag to find it. I looked at my phone to see that the only notification was from snapchat. I got a new friend request from the username; calciummilk. I don't recall giving somebody my amazing username; moonlitsky, but I added them anyways because they might be cool.

As soon as I clicked the add button, I got a new snap from them and I opened it. The picture was all black, but the caption said; 'check the letter.' Okayyy, some creepy shit is going on.

I looked through my bag again and took out the letter. I was scared to open it, but I opened it anyways. Inside the envelope was not a bomb like I thought, but it was a card which had the word sorry embellished in the front;

Hi, umm I don't know your name, but you seem cool and I've heard you singing and playing instruments a couple times. Umm, I'm sorry about my friend the other day, we're new and we're from Australia, so we thought it was only 4 something in the afternoon. So yeah, there's 4 of us that live next door to you; me(Ashton), Calum, Luke(the boy that you met) and Michael.

Umm I don't know how end this, byee.

Well, that was interesting... That explains why there's always so much noise next door.

Wait a minute, he heard me sing and play instruments? Fuck.

Screw it, I guess he'll have to hear me play another instrument again today since I have another part to record.

I assembled my flute and began to play the bridge. After deflating my lungs, I started to put away my recording equipment.

I turned around to unplug some chord with my back facing the balcony next door when I heard a voice.

A/N
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