It was Monday morning, Anita woke up to a happy birthday tune. She jumped all out inside. She snuggled out of bed. She opened her drawer where she would keep her daily rose water spray. She would take, press it down to feel relief and refreshment. "Ah! There it is! Happy birthday to me!", said Anita while she tiptoed and rose her arms high up in the air as if she had reached heaven. She walked around her room, stretching to the edge. Just as she turned to her phone, the recorder sang out loudly. "Happy birthday to you, Anita! Happy, Happy birthday to Anita!" Her little dimples adorned her cheeks once again, as she smiled. She ran downstairs to the kitchen to see what her mom has cooked for her. "Happy Birthday, honey!", chuckled her mom. "Thanks, mom! I love you so much!", said Anita. "But honey, you know you always wondered why dad has blue and I have blonde but you have brown? The reason is that when you turn 13, you get a hair colour that represents your personality. You'll have to go to school to learn more about it.", "Oh my god! Yay, so that's today's night?", said Anita. Her mom nodded in acceptance. Anita ate the waffles that her mom had made her. She went to school wearing her best outfit. She wore a tank top of pink colour that had lines all the way along. The miniskirt had the lines too. She topped it off with a winter coat and a choker with beach waves. She looked stunning! "Happy Birthday, Anita!", shouted her friends. "Thank you, guys! Means so much to me!", she giggled. "Anyways, I have to head to class.", she said while walking away.
"Hello everyone! Today, we're going to be talking about something general, your hair colours. Some have gotten it already or some are yet to get it.", said Anita's Teacher. "Green means beautiful, stubborn and kindhearted. Blue means smart, angry but nice. Blonde is rich and cute. White means that you can read people's minds. Brown, black, ginger are all normal. Silver is stupid. Some gingers or redheads can also be ugly and mean. There are still some colours that can't be explained like rainbow, pink or highlights. Unless someone gets it, we do not know much about it.", the teacher added. The bell shouted after an hour.
Anita walked back home, wondering what hair colour she will get. "No matter what I'll be getting, I would be happy and satisfied with it.", Anita thought to herself. Anita danced all night until dawn. She was dozing off. Her mom told her to go take a rest after giving her a liquid, "Honey. These are some fluids from when you were born. They were preserved by the doctors. You drink this when I take you to your bedroom.", and carried Anita to her room. Anita snuggled in bed as soon as she laid down. "Honey, open your mouth out wide. It will take some time for your colour to kick in.", she said. Anita opened her mouth out wide and gulped the liquid in. "Ew! That's too sour.", said Anita as she dozed off to dreamland.
Anita to her mirror shutting her eyes in a sudden start. "Moment of truth." Her heart started pounding out loud. She opened her eyes and looked at her hair. She saw strawberry blonde. "What? This wasn't even in legends!", she raged. She covered her hair in a hood and cap, making sure no one sees it. She went downstairs to find some blonde hair dye. She rushed back to her room, locked her room and dyed her hair blonde. She went to school making sure there's no one that suspects her. "Students, we're doing a colour check.", heard she from a distance. "Oh, no!", and Anita ran out of the school. She met her mom but with red hair. She couldn't believe it, she screamed all out. "Honey. It's time that you are dead. You know my secret. So, wave bye and watch the sunset west.", said her mom with a gun in her hand. Sweat kept falling from Anita's face.
"Just wake up, honey. Wake up!", said Anita's mom. "Mom! Mom!", Anita said. "Happy Birthday, Anita. Are you okay, honey? Just splash water onto your face and all will be fine.", added she. Anita woke up with a lighting-struck face that turned all purple. She walked slowly downstairs at her own pace finding blonde dye again.