Anything for Love
By Brandon
Jenny was a very pretty blonde girl, she was in her teens at high school. Her straight locks of blonde hair ran the length of her body down to her ankles. She always wore her hair down and was very fond of her hair. Every night before bed she would wash her long hair in the shower and would sing a song, about her love, Brandon.
Brandon didn't really like Jenny, he didn't care for long hair on girls. His hair was reasonably short, although not very short. Basically, cut short and blended into the top which was about 2 inches long. He wasn't a very popular boy, but he was a cheerful kid.
Everyday in school, Jenny would pass Brandon in the hall and wink her beautiful blue eyes his way as if he was the best looking guy ever, which he was not. Brandon usually just sighed and blushed a little, turned and walked away. Jenny frowned, she wondered what was wrong... all of the guys wanted her but he didn't even take notice that she was alive. The bell rang, and she ran down the hall with her hair trailing behind her. At the entrance to her French class she saw Brandon running to the same door. Jenny said, "After you handsome." and Brandon smiled and said, "Uh, thanks... I think". Jenny frowned, and slowly walked to her seat.
"Excusez-moi Brandon et Jenny! You are both late for class!", The French Teacher said. "I..." Brandon started but was interupted by Jenny, "It was me, I forced Brandon to talk with me ma'am it'll never happen again." "I'll let it go this time, but don't be late again." The teacher said. Class started, but Jenny wasn't paying attention, and gazed across the room at Brandon, he smiled, and then went back to work.
Next period, Jenny went to Biology and Brandon went to Study Hall and was talking to his friend, Mark. Mark asked, "Brandon why don't you realize that Jenny loves you man?" Brandon responded, "Mark, it's not that I don't like her, it's her hair, it's just... not my type." Mark said, "What do you mean it's not your type?! She's the sexiest girl in this whole school!". Brandon answered, "Mark, believe me, I know she's hot. It's just she'd be better without all that hair on her head." "Well, look, if you think that way then why don't you ask her to get a haircut?" Mark asked. "I couldn't do that." Brandon said. Mark said, "Well, it's your choice."
Little did Brandon and Mark know, Jenny's best friend, Serra, was sitting behind them. She heard the whole thing. Brandon continued, "The only way I am going out with her is if I get a shot at her head with a pair of clippers." Mark said, "Jeez, don't you think that's a little short for a girl? And besides, no girl is crazy enough to shave her head..." "You never know, Jenny might WANT to cut her hair..." "Ha... maybe, but man... what if she does?" Mark wondered. "I'd go out with her then, I mean, I love her personality, but I don't wanna ask her to cut her hair." The period was over, and Serra ran out of the room, excited to tell her friend the news about Brandon.
Serra met Jenny in the hall at her locker. "Jenny, Brandon is interested in you!" Serra announced. "What!? How do you know!? I mean tell me!" Jenny exclaimed. "Well, I was listening to him and Mark during Study Hall, and he said you were hot." Serra said. "Is that all?" Jenny said. "Well... no." Serra told her, "He said that he'd go out with you..." "Yes!" Jenny screamed. "Well... under one condition..." "And what's that??" Jenny asked. "Uh, he wants you to cut your hair." "What? Is that it, I can do that, how much does he want cut off??" "Well he didn't specify, but he did say he wanted to take a shot at your head with a pairs of clippers." "You must have heard wrong! That can't be! I'm not shaving my head!!" Jenny specified. "But Jenny! IT'S BRANDON! You said you'd do ANYTHING!" Serra told her. "Come on Serra... I can't... I love my hair... I mean, maybe a foot of it... but not ALL of it!" "Jenny... at least consider it... and it's only hair..." "Only hair! Serra, it's my prized posession..." "Jenny, after you get it cut... well... Brandon will be your prized posession." Jenny smiled, and blushed slightly, and said "But I don't know Serra..." " Well, Think about it, I'll call you tonight, when you're buzzed. Hee Hee." she giggled. "Don't say buzzed, I still can't believe that's the only way..."
Jenny walked to her next period, Geography. During the period, she thought to herself about if she should get it all taken off or not. She had taken extremely good care of her hair. And all it took was a few passes of those clippers until she was rid of it. "Jenny, why couldn't you love anyone but the one who wants to shave your head..." she said to herself. The bell rang, it was lunch time.
At lunch Jenny walked to Brandon's table and said, "Hi Brandon, how are you?" Brandon looked at her and stated, "Fine... I suppose, and yourself?". Jenny sighed, "I'm undecided." she stated. "Oh and how's that?" "Well, I have been considering something." Jenny told him. "Well... what is it?" Jenny took a deep breath. "Well?" Brandon asked again. "Well, I have been considering getting a haircut... and I'm not sure how I will look..." Brandon nodded, and then realized what she said, "WHAT??" "Yeah, I know it sounds crazy, I've always had my hair long... and I am getting bored with it." Brandon couldn't believe his ears. "W-w-well how short are you thinking of taking it down to?" he asked her. "Umm... I was hoping you could help me decide... I love you... and I'd do anything to make you happy..." Jenny hugged him. Brandon turned beat red, "W-well, why don't you, uh, come over my house after school, my parents won't be home... and I'll help you find the cut you want."Brandon managed to say. "Oh I'd Love To!!" Jenny exclaimed. "Here... let me write my phone number down... and... you give me a call after school... can't wait to hear from you." Brandon said.
Jenny was at the top of the world! Was that all it took!? She ran across the room to where Serra was sitting. "Serra, I did it!" Jenny said loudly. ""Did what Jenny?" " I told Brandon about my decision to cut my hair." "Are you serious?" "...yeah..." "Wow I didn't think you had the guts to do it! So what ya gonna get?" "Oh I don't know... I told him to choose..." "Jenny, are you nervous?" "Sort of... But I'm just so happy! I can't wait to get home!" Lunch ended and Jenny went through the rest of the day, it seemed to last a lifetime.
When school was over, Jenny hurried home and ran to her phone. No one was home it looked like. She dialed Brandon's phone number, "Hello? Brandon?" "Yeah, it's me." "OH Hey! It's Jenny!" " Hey Jenny, well... did you want to come over, or are you busy?" Jenny dropped the phone from her excitement. She quickly picked it up, and answered "Oh of course! Yeah, that is if you want me to come over!" "Surely, see you soon, you know where I live?" "Uh, I think so." " Alright, see you then." He hung up. Jenny screamed "Yes!!" All of a sudden she heard "Jenny? Is that you?" It was Jenny's mom. "Yes mom, I'm just going to go out." "Oh that's nice honey, where are you going?" "Well, I'm going to go get a haircut, I think." "Oh really? How many inches?" "I'm not sure, I still haven't decided." "Well, I'll see you when you get home." "Alright, I might go over Serra's later, so don't wait for me for dinner, Bye!" "Have fun." Jenny's mom said.
She started to walk down the street, and before she knew it she was at Brandon's front door. Jenny jumped into the air, and giggled a little, and then she calmed down and rung the doorbell. Brandon opened the door. "Oh hey, come in, come in!" Jenny nodded and stepped inside. "So, anyways, have you thought about that haircut yet?" "Well, yeah, but I'm sure whatever you choose will be great!" Jenny said with expression. Brandon turned around and then turned back, and said "Well, I gave it some thought... and, I was thinking that we should go significantly shorter." Brandon said. "Whatever you think is necissary." Jenny said. "In that case, follow me." Brandon said, and motioned his hand to come.
Jenny followed him into the bathroom, where she saw a pair of scissors, a comb, a brush, and a cape. She knew what he was planning, he was going to cut her hair. "Well, Jenny, would you mind if I cut your hair?" Brandon finally asked. "Um... I don't know..." Jenny said, "Do you know how to cut it?" "I cut my brother's hair... if that's good enough." "Have you ever cut a girl's hair?" asked Jenny. Brandon sighed. "N-no... but I was hoping that you would let me anyways..." Brandon answered, "I won't if you don't want though." Jenny took a breath, "How short are you going to cut it...IF I say yes." "You said whatever is necissary, so we'll see." Brandon answered. "Brandon... if you want to... then I'm for it." "Well, I think you should. I think you will be the prettiest girl at high school after I'm done with you! Are you ready?" "Yes... I'm ready Brandon... cut it." Brandon put the cape around her neck softly, and picked up a comb and a pair of scissors.
Brandon began to comb her blonde hair. "Jenny, I think that I should cut it to about shoulder length, and then we'll go from there." he told her. "Alright Brandon. I can handle that." He put her hair into a pony tail and then held her long pony tail, and said "Are you sure?" Jenny said "Yes." then he opened the scissors and closed them on her pony tail. After a couple of tries, the long lock of hair fell to the ground. Jenny looked down and said "Oh my god..." "What's wrong??" Brandon said. "I was just commenting on how much hair I've been carrying around... I can't believe I'm doing this..." Jenny told him. "Jenny, don't worry you're looking better already! I love girls with short hair, and you are one of the finest yet..." Brandon admitted. Jenny blushed and said "Keep cutting it Brandon, I want you to be attracted to me." Brandon smiled, and said alright, well... I think that I should use the clippers now." Brandon turned around and opened up the bathroom closet and pulled out a small case. "Brandon, can you not cut it that short, I am not looking forward to being bald." Jenny said. "Don't worry sweety..." Brandon said.
Brandon put the case onto the counter and picked up the comb again. He ran it through her newly cut hair. He said "Jenny, I'll cut the back with the clippers, no attachment, and leave you with a short bob. "Well, alright, I'll tell you if it's too short or not." Brandon was smiling, he took the clippers out of the case and removed the #2 attachment that he recently used to buzz his brother, and turned to the wall and plugged in the clippers that were soon to shave the back of Jenny's head. "Brandon, are you sure that I'll still look good?" Jenny asked. "I'll love it, just leave it to me." Brandon reassured her. Jenny took another deep breath. Click. The clippers were on and Brandon jokingly place the clippers in front of Jenny's face. "Brandon! Stop that!" "Stop what? I'm not doing anything." Brandon laughed. He placed the clippers on the top of her forehead. "Woops!" Brandon said. "What did you do!?" Jenny screamed. "Looks like I, uh, cut your bangs, um... real short..." Brandon laughed. "Brandon!!!! YOU DID NOT!" Jenny screamed again. "Haha, I'm only playing around!! Take it easy! I didn't cut anything." "Brandon stop it, leave my bangs alone! Cut the back like you said you would!" She told him. "Alright, whatever you say" he said.
Brandon placed his hand on Jenny's hand and said, "This might tickle a little, but it'll be done in a little bit." "Alright..." Jenny reluctantly said. Brandon placed the clippers on the back of her neck and ran them half way up her head. Jenny looked down and saw a rather LARGE chunk of hair sitting at her feet. She closed her eyes as Brandon began cutting the rest of the hair on the back of her head. She wished she could see what he was doing. Brandon then took out a smaller pair of clippers and began to clean up the back of her neck. "Are you done?" she asked. "Not yet... just a little shorter." Brandon said. He picked up the scissors again and proceded to cut her bangs. Hair fell in front of Jenny's face and she REALLY wanted to see a mirror. Brandon put the scissors down. He then stepped in front of her and examined his creation. "Hmmm..." he said. "What 'hmmmmmm'?" Jenny asked. "Well that's not that bad, not bad at all." "Brandon! Let me see!" "Oh alright. He pulled out a small hand mirror and handed it to Jenny.
Jenny saw a whole different girl staring back at her. Her long ankle length hair has now been shrunken down a Short bob haircut. "Well... how did I do...?" Brandon asked. "Brandon, did I ever tell you that I loved you?" "Well... a couple times." He answered. "Well, I LOVE YOU! I love this haircut! It's so great! Thank you so much!" Brandon took the cape off of Jenny, and she jumped out of the seat and threw her arms around him. "Jenny... You look so much better now... It's like, all of that hair was hiding the real you!" Brandon exclaimed. "Brandon, of all people, I'm glad YOU found the real me!" Jenny laughed, "Well... with all said and done..." "Yeah?" Brandon questioned. "Well... I was wondering, if you would want to be my boyfriend now that I got rid of all that hair..." Jenny said. Brandon looked into her pretty blue eyes, and said "Yes, yes I will go out with you." Jenny then moved her head towards Brandon's head and kissed him.