"Wow...", she sighed softly. "You HAVE to let me do your hair!" she suddenly said. "What?" I gasped. "YES! I know how to do hair! Your hair would look soooo nice flat ironed!" I shook my head; NO ONE touched my hair. "Nah, not this time", I said smiling. "O c'mon, I let you do my hair", she pleaded. In the end, she won the argument. I let her use my never used flat iron to iron out all the curls that I loved. When she finished it was me that was surprised. My hair reached my waist. It was long, straight, and flowing. "I can't believe it ... !" I gasped. "You did a great job. You're good." "Now we both have makeovers", Candace said smiling. "I need to get home", she said glancing at her watch. "Sure, I'll dive you. I have a car, but I hardly use it", I said grabbing my keys and phone. I took her home. Her brother was amazed as well. I felt awesome giving her almost all of my old clothes. My parents loved my new look, but I assured them that it wasn't going to stay long. The next day, I volunteered to pick up Candace so her brother wouldn't have to take the time to drive her. Firing up my little blue Mustang a little earlier then usual, I went and picked her up. The look had lasted. As we got out the football team was walking by. Every last one of those guys heads turned. "Whoaaa...", Zane said. "What did you guys do with Xiana and Candace?" he gasped. I smiled. "We both just conned each other into getting new looks, thats all." Candace smiled and nodded shyly. Zane lifted and eyebrow. "Zane, you gonna introduce us, or what?" one of his team members said. I rolled my eyes. "Nope, you come meet them yourself", Zane said laughingly. So one did. He was blond and had blue eyes, but not as light as mine. "Hey, I'm Michael. Whats you guys names?" he asked smiling. "I'm Xiana", I quietly answered. "I'm Candi-- Candace". "Cool, maybe see you guys around sometime?" he said looking Candace up and down. Now she rolled her eyes. "Maybe". "Anyway, we uhh gotta get to class", I said grabbing Candace arm and dragging her behind me. Zane ran up with us. "Hey, you guys wanna come over for a swim at my house sometime?" he asked. If it wasn't for the fact that he had been nice to us before we "changed our looks" I would have brushed him off in hurry. "U'mmm, maybe". He smiled disarmingly. "No, its not just because the team noticed you guys", he laughed. Candace and I ha