How Green Becomes Wood

Sloan shook it off easily enough, writing it off as boys being a boy. Her routine worked for her even if it took a lot of time and she knew first hand what horrors changing her routine could cause for her. By lunch, her annoyance had passed and she came to sit at the table like nothing had happened because it hadn't, really.
 
Alec saw her coming and pulled up something on his phone. When she sat, he held up his phone so she could see the picture of a wolf cut with with a face-framing highlight. "I know the colors aren't quite right, but I think this would look extra pretty on you. If you could find a way to tie it back. Maybe a lot of hairspray? But no matter what you do or how you do it, you'll do it great."
 
"Oh that looks cool," Sloan said, taking time to really look at the picture before looking away, "I don't know though. It was just kind of a fleeting thought, I'm not booking a hair appointment any time soon. I may end up not changing anything. Girlhood is a constant battle of staring in the mirror and trying to decide if you'll get bangs," She joked.
 
"Sounds exhausting, but I can relate in a way," Alec admitted. "Not the bangs thing, but the idea. Anyway." He changed the picture. "Have I shown you my progress on my rag rug?"

"Sloan!" Becky squealed, running to the table. "Sloan! You'll never guess! Seriously, you will never guess!"
 
"I got asked out by Jeremy Winters!" She squealed, bouncing excitedly. "He's so cool and so hot! We're going to get cider this weekend. Please! You gotta tell me what to wear! You've got the best fashion sense of all the people here!"

"Hey!" Alec sniffed.
 
"Wow, congratulations!" Sloan replied, not understanding what made Jeremy Winters particularly hot, but recognizing this mattered to her friend, "What are you doing for the date? Because that affects what you should wear."
 
"We're going to get cider and then we're going for a walk along that one road that always puts up the Christmas lights early," she said with a happy sigh. "So, warmish clothing, and probably not super high heels."
 
"Boots would be cute. I don't really watch a lot of Christmas movies, obviously, but I feel like anytime I see a Hallmark movie poster they have cute boots on," Sloan said, "You just have to make sure they match your belt."
 
Becky flung her arms around Sloan. "Thank you! So much! I don't know how to dress down for something serious like that. Ooo, your hair smells nice. Is it a curly hair only kind, or can straight hair use it?"

Alec pouted a little. "I'm not always sparkling."

Xander very carefully did not laugh.
 
Sloan's eyes widened slightly and she hugged Becky briefly before respectably pulling away, "It was no problem, I'm always glad to help. And you're probably smelling my curl cream, so it'd probably be too heavy in your hair."
 
"Oh darn, because it smells great. I didn't know curls required cream. Anyway! I have to go, I left poor Emma hanging. Thank you!" Becky bounced off excitedly.

"Are you okay?" Xander asked Sloan, trying not to smirk.
 
"I guess you are the halfway point between sparkles and whatever I am," Xander said.

"Grunge, I think, or punk," Alec said.

"How about regular teen who wears whatever?" Xander drawled.

"Maybe she wanted girl advice, because I can do not-sparkly," Alec said, but he wasn't really pouting anymore.
 
"I mean we both know the same amount about what men find appealing, so it probably didn't matter who she spoke to," Sloan joked. Then paused, realizing her joke didn't work because although Alec was not attracted to guys, he was a guy and therefore knew more than she did, "That doesn't work, actually."
 
"It's okay," Alec chuckled. "I understood what you meant. I guess you're right. Maybe I'm just jealous thay she went to you, but I can't deny you gave great advice."

Xander had gotten started with his homework off to one side and wasn't paying attention.

Alec glanced toward his brother once before leaning over to Sloan. "I'm going to ask Emma out on a date, but I'm running out of fall ideas."
 
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