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THERE WAS A short time the year before when Hazel had indigo streak in her hair

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THERE WAS A short time the year before when Hazel had indigo streak in her hair. She'd just come into school one day with them and said whenever she was asked about it, she just said it was something she wanted to do.

Jack thought it looked cool. The color was a change for her but she looked really pretty with indigo streaks in her hair.

The color eventually went away but since then, Hazel always talked about doing something else with her hair. She had it tied back half the time and was always messing with it.

So when Jack walked into school the day after his friends nearly ganging up on him at work, he wasn't surprised to see her hair cut in a short bob above her shoulders. Okay, he was surprised, but in a good way. It suited her, even when she tucked the shorter strands behind her ears as she talked.

He glanced over as Marisol and Indiana walked away from Hazel, seeing her smile and turn back to her locker. He shook his head and walked up to her, leaning against the locker next to her.

She looked up and smiled before her hand darted to her hair. "Do you think it looks okay? Did I go too short with it?" She asked, the insecurity Jack hardly heard from her rising up.

"No, no! It looks great!" He said quickly, watching a smile spread over her face and she shut her locker door. "Short hair suits you, plus it's easier to see you smile now." He added and she looked down at the ground, a pink tinge in her cheeks that made him smile.

"Shut up." Hazel shook her head and turned to him, adjusting her backpack strap. She cocked her head to the side and put her hands in her jacket pockets. "Are we still on for pizza tomorrow after your basketball practice?"

A tradition for them. After a hard practice, basketball or otherwise, they'd go out for pizza or something. It was usually pizza.

"I have to practice my shots. Coach was on me about it yesterday and if I don't improve, I'm screwed." Jack frowned and stuffed his hands in the pockets of his jeans. He enjoyed when they went out for pizza together, he got to spend more time with her. But he did have to practice, basketball was important too.

Hazel pursed her lips together before perking up. "I can have Tori give me a ride to a burger joint or something and hang out you in the gym afterwards." She suggested. It made Jack's heart skip.

"Yeah, sounds like a plan." He grinned and ran a hand through his hair, watching her bounce on her heels for a moment in what he hoped was excitement. The bell rang and she stopped, glancing at the clock.

"Crap, we have to get to chemistry." Hazel sighed and tucked her hair behind her ear, turning to walk down the hall. Jack walked next to her and they were quickly joined by some of their other friends heading in the same direction

Jack didn't bring up the party that day.

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