"I started dying my hair when I pretty young... When I turned 17, I started looking for new colors and wound up walking into this salon called The Pink Mullet in my hometown. That’s where I met my friend Brian, who has literally done my hair since that day. The first thing we ever did was an ombré red-to-yellow tip that looked like flames because I told him I wanted to look like a matchstick. It’s just a great form of self-expression."
Rose) "Rosie?" I heard his voice ring out. "Please, just, talk to me." "I-I don't want to," I admitted. I felt guilty. Ashton was trying so hard and I was recking it. "Rosie please," he sighed. "You can trust me." "I can't," I whispered. "I can't trust anyone anymore."