Hair Straightening and Washington DC

Today at school I went to The Landing. While we were talking one of the adult leaders asked us all to share a funny story about a the person who had passed away. For what ever reason I thought about the Washington DC trip. The first thing I thought of was how Lev and I made a deal about hair, which led me to think of a few stories.

In 8th grade I HATED wearing my hair down which is why it was always pulled back in a pony. Well out of no where Lev looked at me and said "you should wear your hair down tomorrow" I asked him why and he just smiled and said that I would look pretty. Looking for a quick comeback I immediately replied "only if you let me straighten your hair." So we came to the agreement that if I wore my hair down for however many days I would get to straighten his hair. It was so funny because I knew he hated it. He kept repeating that he didn't understand why girls straightened their hair because it was painful and to time consuming.

During the time that I had to wear my hair down, we were on the bus and it was late, or at least it was very dark out. Well my friend Samantha stole my back pack just to snoop through it, I had no idea it was even gone until she gave it back. So i just took it and sat back like normal. I guess at some point she had thrown my hair brush at Lev, because all of a sudden I felt someone brushing my hair. I was kind of weirded out, because brushing someones hair is a tad bit on the creepy side. Even more so when he refused to let me move until he had finished. We jokingly called Lev a creeper for the rest of the trip after that. Weirdly enough he seemed almost proud of that title.

Another memorable moment during the trip was during one of the times Rebecca was so kind as to let the group I was in assimilate with her own, since my groups leader Mr. Morrel had back issues and couldn't keep up. I remember standing with Annie, Amanda, Lev and David and we were talking. Rebecca was standing a tiny bit in front of us. I don't remember the conversation but I do remember Lev said something then Annie raised her eyebrows, looked at Amanda and I, than in a voice just loud enough for Rebecca to overhear said " Lev! Don't Call Me A Slut!" Rebecca pulled Lev off to the side for a minute, and when he came back he glared at us because he was angry about his mom lecturing him about respecting women.