Hairstyles
Boobhead kept quickly averting her eyes over to Beatrice. Well not really Beatrice.. just her hair. Beatrice had bright blonde curly hair down to her, well uh boobs (heh heh).
Not that Boobhead was jealous or anything (She knew she was way cool than Beatrice) But Beatrice's hair did look pretty cool. Especially the curls. Boobheads hair was dark brown and complety flat.. usually stuck together with grease most of the time as well. A part of Boobhead wished that she could have hair like beavis, but the other half told her to stop being a wuss and watch MTV.
The don't be a wuss side won, but just as Boobhead was about to avert her eyes away from Beatrice's hair and onto the tv, Beatrice turned around and looked directly at Boobhead.
"Heh, uhh why are you staring at me?"
don't be a wuss, don't be a wuss, don't be a- "How do you get your hair so curly?" Damnit Boobhead, you wuss.
"uhhhh... what?"
Boobhead internally screamed at herself, why on earth did she ask Beatrice that. Did her internal screaming of don't be a wuss really fail to work? Ugh, usually that always worked.
Beatrice was still staring blankly at Boobhead. (God Beatrice was dumb) "Well? heh heh"
"Goddamnit.. I meant what i said, how do you get your hair so curly?" There was really no backing down from this now.
Beatrice took a strand of her and inspected it, as if she only found out of its existence as Boobhead said it.
After a moment she said "i uh, i don't know.. i think its ge-net-tics or something? Thats what Van Driessen said, right?"
"Uhh i don't know Beatrice... and i don't care either, uh heh heh heh." Wow she thought to herself as she turned away from Beatrice, close save.
For a few moments the house was quite, nothing but the sound of Ozzy's latest song on the tv could be heard.
Suddenly Beatrice decided to break the silence, just as Ozzy started to sing about white horses.
"Uh boobhead? Do you uhh like my hair?"
Boobhead glanced around at Beavis "uh.... Its kinda cool i guess? Not as cool as mine tho."
"Oh okay, heh heh..... Uh i could make yours kinda curly if you want to?"
Boobhead turned back around to Beatrice, trying to seem as nochlant as possible "You could? Uh how? heh."
"Well like if i plait it, it would uh become curly right?"
"You can plait hair? Uh are you sure about that?"
"Yeah yeah! Uh someone showed me before!" Beatrice scooted towards Boobhead on the couch. "Uh if you turn your head i can do it"
"Uhh ok Beatrice.. but if you mess up my hair ill kick your ass".
"No you wont, heh heh." Beatrice took three strands of Boobheads hair and began to plait it.
After quite a while Beatrice leaned back to observe her work. "Hey that looks pretty cool!.. I think if you like leave it for a day or something it becomes curly!"
Boobhead glanced at Beatrice who now, was once again fully engrossed with the tv. A slight smile sneaked onto her face as she felt the plait at the back of her hair.
"Uh thanks or something.. that was pretty cool of you Beatrice."