The Hairdresser Diaries by Jessica Miller

arms were toned and tight, and he had a cute little butt that his jeans hugged just right. I spent a little too much time staring at his butt before I realized it wasn’t Jaxson. It was Cole. I quickly turned and tried to make my way out the door before he noticed, but he caught me.
    “Tatum?”
    Crap.
    I turned around a little flushed. His chiseled chest was glistening in the sunlight. He looked like an angel. I stood there speechless, caught off guard. I never realized how truly gorgeous he was, I mean I thought he was good looking, but nothing like I was seeing him now. I didn’t know what to say. I felt like a kid who just got caught with her hand in the cookie jar.
    Cole just smiled at me crossing his arms. “Good morning Tatum, how are you feeling?”
    “I w-was just brushing my teeth,” I stammered, feeling like a moron because I knew that wasn’t what he asked, but it was the first thing that popped out of my mouth. He seemed amused.
    “I’m glad to know you practice good oral hygiene,” he said sarcastically, “but correct me if I’m wrong, doesn’t Landon have a bathroom in his room?”
    “Oh…Um…Yeah…He was out of toothbrushes.” I tried to sound as serious as I could standing there flushed with toothpaste in my mouth.
    “Huh…I just figured you were trying to catch a glimpse of me naked,” he said smiling at me.
    I scoffed. “Hardly, I didn’t even know you were in here,” I said holding the toothbrush in my mouth and putting my hands on my hips.
    “Well since you know now, next time you’ll have to come up with a better excuse than brushing your teeth.”
    “I...whatever!” I stuttered and turned around leaving the room.
    I got back to Landon’s room, angrily pulled the covers over me, and mumbled to myself.
    “Did I miss something?” Landon asked sleepily.
    “Why didn’t you tell me Cole was sleeping in Jaxson’s room?”
    “You didn’t ask.” I kicked him in the leg for that. “Ow Tay! What’s the big deal, I thought you liked him.”
    “I do not like him,” I said making sure I emphasized each word.
    “Yeah okay, who you trying to kid?”
    “No one, I don’t.”
    “It’s so obvious you like him. I can see it in your face when he’s around or just the mention of him.”
    “Well then you need to get your eyes checked because you’re wrong,” I said crossing my arms on my chest and letting out a huff.
    I was annoyed by this conversation and wanted to end it now.
    Landon could see he was getting to me. He started taunting and teasing me saying, “Tatum likes Cole, Tatum likes Cole.” He kept repeating it over and over like little kids do. “Tatum likes Cole.”
    “Shut up! I do not!”
    He wouldn’t stop. I starting hitting him and yelling “stop it” and “shut up”, even though I knew it would do no good. He just kept teasing me over and over, “Tatum likes Cole.”
    Fed up, I stood up, put my hands over my ears and started yelling. I knew the only way to stop him was to act as immature as he was. “I can’t hear you! La-la-la.”
    He got up, grabbed my arms, and tried to pull them away still taunting me. “Tatum likes Cole.”
    “La-la-la-la!” I struggled to get out of his grips, “La-la-LA-LA-LA!” I got louder and louder until he stopped.
    I turned and saw Cole in the doorway. I ripped my arms from Landon’s grip and fell right on my butt. Landon extended his hand to help me up, but I ignored him, still irritated.
    Once I stood up, I straightened myself out, put my chin up, and smacked Landon on the back of the head for being an ass. Then I walked out, only to take two steps before I tripped over my own feet.
    I ignored the chuckles from Cole and Landon and kept walking. “Watch out for that invisible stick,” Landon laughed.
    So, as any person with class would do, I flipped him off without turning around as I went out of the doorway. I didn’t even know where I was going. I just knew I had to get away from them. I thought I’d head