Beauty School Shave by Clipperboy

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I was the only male in beauty school at my college, but I had hair about the same length as most of the females in my class. Today was test day. The only way you got a 100 was to let one of your classmates cut your hair.

Leah my best friend was called to the chair. I was then called to cut her hair. I fastened the cape around her neck, and then I grabbed the scissors. She gulped hard right before I started cutting. I cut a slanted line up one side of her head. Her beautiful brown shoulder length hair fell to the floor. I moved to the other side and also cut a slanted line. I saw a tear fall down on the cape. I stopped and hugged her to comfort her, and then I began to cut again.

I grabbed the clippers and attached the #1 comb on it. I cut a stripe on the back of her head. I did this about five times and then she was done. She turned around and gave me a hug and then she rushed and took her seat.

I was then told to get into the chair, so I did. Our teacher then called on Nicole, an enemy of mine. She was to cut my hair. I gulped.

She walked over and fastened the cape around my neck. I saw her sickening smile as she turned on the clippers. I wanted to get up but I remembered that this test counts 80% of my grade.

So I sat there as I watched Nicole place the clippers at the top of my head. I noticed she had no guard on them. She ran the clippers down the center of my head. At this point I was holding back tears. I looked at her in the mirror. She had an evil smile on her face. I knew she was enjoying this.

After she finished the top she started on the sides. I could feel the bare blades of the clippers running up the side of my head. I watched my hair fall to the floor. She was quick with the clippers and was done in a matter of minutes, but to me it seemed like an eternity.

She said I was done and she unfastened the cape around my neck. I got up but then the teacher told me to cut Nicole’s hair.

I now had that evil smile. Nicole quickly asked the teacher to please pick someone else but she said no.

I picked up the clippers very quickly. I ran the clippers up the side of her head before she even had time to protest. Nicole started to cry as the I plowed the clippers through her blonde locks. I finished one side of her head.

I started on the other side. I was careful not to mess up the Mohawk look I had going on.

I Left her with a 1 inch wide Mohawk, but I wasn’t done yet. I put the 1 inch comb on the clippers and I cut her Mohawk down to 1 inch. She saw her new look and she burst into tears. She ran to her seat and cried the rest of the day.

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