MIranda handed her a pair of scissors. "OKay, both of there backs are towards us, now go."

"You first," Nicole muttered. Miranda rolled her eyes and sneaked up behind Peter, beckoning Nicole to follow. Gulping, Nicole hurried up beside Miranda. They reached up at the same time and snipped at Peter's hair.

Peter tried to remain calm, as he heard snipping of scissors. THen, he felt clumps of hair falling down, and realized waht was happening. Someone was cutting his hair even shorter than it already was! He didn't want his hair super short! Tears started to fill his eyes and he tried blinking them back. He didn't care who was doing it, he just wanted them to .."Stop!" He whirled around, noticing Nicloe and Miranda with his hair in their hands. Crying, he asked, "Nicole I thought we were friends!" He ran off, into a bathroom and looked at his relfection. When he saw his reflection, he relized he was going to have to shave about half of it to even it up. "No!" He burst into more tears.
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Jen gave Nicole a shove, "What did you do that for, TRAITOR!"

Nicole shoved Jen back, almost pushing her former friend to the floor. Angry words flew from her mouth. "It's Peter! He's a weak little crybaby who cares about nothing but his hair!" Nicole glared in Kayla's direction.

Kayla stared at Nicole, her mouth hanging open. When she realized that Nicole was glaring at her, she closed her mouth and glared back. Her pretty blue eyes turned to ice. "I never thought there would be a day when I'd hear those kind of words coming from your mouth, Nicole," Kayla said coldly. She put an arm around Jen and they walked away.

Nicole looked down at the scissors in her hand and realized what exactly she'd just done. Whirling around, she searched for Miranda, but couldn't find her.

When Jen and Kayla got closer to the bathroom, she saw Peter walking otu with tears in his eyes. She gave him a hug. "Oh Peter." She felt the patches of hair that would only reach the forehead area of his head. "omigosh I can't beleive she did that."
Peter sniffled. "I'm going to have to shave the rest of it, just to even it out." He cried harder. "I look about 23 with a shaved head." He whimpered.
Jen felt the back and felt that was super short too and uneven. She felt Peter's hand next to hers and heard him cry more when he felt nothing but stubs. In order for most of it to be that length it would have to be shaved. There was no way plain scissors could make that even. She rubbed his back, leting him cry onto her shoulder.
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Miranda had the hair in her hands and planted the hair and scissors into Ally's locker, then told the principal that Ally cut Peter's hair.
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Stroking Peter's hair, she said, "Maybe we wont have to shave all of it."
Peter asked, "WHo will do it?"
Jen blinked back tears. "I'll call Maralyn. SHe can do it when school is over."
Peter nodded, still whimpering into his hands. "I thought Nicole was our friend. NOw, she made me almost bald."
Jen touched his arm. "I bet if you even ended having a buzzcut you would still be the hottest in school. You are pretty steamy."
Peter wiped his eyes, allowing himself to smile, then turned said again. "What if I look ugly? Rember wwhen half of my hair was pulled out how ugly I looked?"
Jen pulled him close. "You will still be hot to me. Besides, you've developed a studlier body since then."
Peter wiped his eyes. "Thanks. You have gotten a lot pretier since december also."
Jen smiled, "Yeah, I know. What can I say?" she tried to cheer Peter up a little and it seemed to work for now.

Ally Graham threw open her stubborn locker and looked for her bright pink English binder. Where was that sucker?

Something glinted. She reached for her loose lipgloss, but instead came up with a pair of scissors. "These aren't mine," she muttered under her breath, looking around. Ally flipped the scissors, holding the blades, and looked for a name. Aha!

"Miranda Johnson?" The name was scribbled with a black Sharpie pen. Ally brushed off the remains of what she cut off the blades. What in the world was that back-stabber up to now? Giving free haircuts in school?

Ally snorted and reached down into her locker. More hair. Dark hair. She wheeled around and marched towards Miranda's locker.

Just as MIranda was talking to the Principal, she saw Ally walking towards her locker with scissors and Peter's hair. "See that's proof she cut Peter's hair."

Stacey overheard Miranda's exclamation, so sh eangrily walked towards Miranda. "She did not cut Peter's hair, you jerk!"
Miranda scoffed, "Then why is there hair and scissors in her hands?"
Stacey put a hand on her hips. "Don't see how she would have time being that she was talking to me."
The Principal looked at Miranda. "Is this true?"
Miranda looked away. "Of course it is. SHe gave ally a wink, once Ally came close to her.
Stacey was furious Miranda was trying to frame her one and only friend. She pleaded, "Miranda is lying. Ally was talking to me the whole time. Better yet, ask Peter who cut his hair. I'm sure he's around here crying somewhere."
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Peter sank into his chair in history class, hiding his lack of hair and sitting on the opposite side of the room as Nicole, not looking at her or speaking a word to her. He put his head in his arms on his desk, trying to hide the tears from teh feeling of utter betrayal. He liked his hair short, just not that short. When his hair was mid-neck in the back and mid ear on the sides it was still short and it looked great. Even neck length in the back looked great on him. It was just he did not want his hair to be forehead length and he did not want to shave off the hair in the back but he knew he had to so that he could even it up with what nicole and Miranda chopped off. Nicole knew that and how could she want to hurt him like this? Why did she think he only cared abou this hair and why did she cut it so that he would have to shave it to even it up? He hated how he looked with his hair shaved or a buzzcut. She knew that. She knew all of it, yet she still cut his hair off, with MIranda of all people. Why did she fall for Miranda's lie that he only cared about his hair. He couldn't look at her or talk to her after what she did. He really did not want to sound shallow, but he just wasn't feeling unshallow at the moment. It wasn't just because of how she hurt him, but how she hurt Kayla by ignoring her and how she made Jen sound unimportant.
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John saw Zach walking towards his class. He was also on the soccer team and thought it would be fun to make Zach adn Peter miserable. He yelled, "Hey Zach! Saw you at practice! You kick like a girl!"

Nicole gripped her desk so hard that her knuckles turned white. She glared at Peter, feeling waves of intense anger and frustration. Had she done what was right? Either way, Peter deserved a bit of humiliation. Nicole put her head in her hands and groaned silently. She was so sick of the confusion and anger she was feeling. She didn't know what to do.

When Peter, Jen and Kayla got ot Maralyn's, Jen told Maralyn what happened. Maralyn seeemd a little shocked at nervous at first, but hesitantly agreed.

She licked her lips and decided maybe it would be best if Peter didn't look in the mirror. She noticed his eyes already looked sad and nervous. "Do you want to face the mirror?"

Peter rubbed his eyes. "I don't think I could bear to watch."

She let him sit down in a chair. "It will grow back. I promise" Hesistantly, she truned on the razor and started shaving the back of the head, trying not to feel guilty as she heard Peter whimper.

Peter held in his breath, as he felt the razor go over his ears and tried to stop crying. This wasn't Maralyn's fault. He was glad when the razor stopped, but felt a wave of sadness as he heard scissors snipping at the top. When she was finished, he looked in the mirror and tried to hold back tears. Most of his hair was gone and he looked awful. Still, he needed to get to soccer practicer and focus on that. There was no way he was going to let a bad haircut interrupt how he played soccer. When he fianlly got to soccer practice, he noticed Zach. "Ready for the drills?"

Just then, John came behind the two of them. "No way we're going to win teh game tomorrow with you two. You both kick like girls."
Peter snapped, "We do not. And Zach is great at soccer."
John laughed, "yeah whatever."
WHen it game time to diveide into drills, Peter kicked the ball towards Zach, only to have Zach be pushed by John.

"I don't kick like a girl," Zach said. Six simple words. John barreled him over to get the ball. He shot Peter a look, the one that wondered why in the world the ball was passed to him.

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Ally glared at Miranda, then stuck the pair of scissors into the teacher's hand. "Not like I'd go around with the hair in my hands if I did it," she stuck her chin out at Miranda. She pointed to the scissors.

"See? It's got her name!"

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Meghan yawned as she hooked Lucy's schooling bridle up in the tack room. She sent Jen a text asking what she was doing and went inside.

"Where's Mom and Dad?" she asked flippantly.

Peter looked towards Zach and mouthed, "Sorry." Then, he snuck up behind John, stole the ball from him and kicked it way out of his reach and into the goal. "Yes!"
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Knowing she was going to get caught, Miranda whined, "SHe's framing me, Mr. Jones. Make her stop."
Mr. Jones looked at tyhe scissors and sighed. "Ally does have a point. I am going to have to put you under suspension, Miss Miranda Johnson."
MIranda blurted, "If you're going to suspend me suspend Nicole also! She is the one who joined me!" Then, she realized she had just incriminated herself but it was too late to recover.
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Jen was watching Suite Life on Deck when she got a text from Meghan. She told Meghan how much she missed he rand that she was watching Suite Life on Deck and asked Meghan if she wanted to hang outon SAturdya and ride horses.

At home, Kayla paced her room, her mind still on what Nicole had done. She sighed and tried to push it out of her memory. Why was life so hard nowadays? It had been all friends and fun and play when she was little. Now it was different.

Kayla knew she had to do something. She couldn't just pace all day. So she called Jen. "Hey, it's me Kayla. So are you going to Peter's soccer game tomorrow?"

Jen was looking up spoilers for Camp Rock 2, when Kayla called. "Hey! Of course I'm gonna see Peter's game! Are you?"
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The school sent a letter to Nicole's parents, saying what she had done and that she was suspended.

Kayla smiled. "Yeah, I think I'll go. I get kinda bored by myself here at home, if I'm not reading."

Nicole was sitting at her desk, on the computer, when there was a knock at her door. "Come in," she said without turning around.

Her parents entered. Nicole turned around in time to see them exchange looks. "Nicole," her mother began, "we got a letter from the school..." She quickly explained what the letter had said. Then she said, "Nicole, why would you do something like that? Peter's a nice boy. He's your friend. And what about Kayla and Jen?"

Nicole jumped to her feet. "Mom, people change. And my friends have changed. All Peter cares about is his hair, Mom. He acts so girly and Kayla and Jen fuss over him, and I just can't stand to be around them! Miranda understands me better."

"Well, Nicole to make sure that this doesn't happen again, you know, we have to punish you." Her dad's eyes darted over the room. "Where's your cell phone?"

Nicole's heart sank. They couldn't take away her cell phone to punish her! "Come on, Dad, not my cell phone! Mom?" She sent a pleading look to her mother, who shook her head. Groaning, Nicole took her cell phone out of her pocket and reluctantly handed it to her dad.

"When can I have it back?" Nicole whined, hoping it wouldn't be too long.

"In two weeks. Hopefully you'll have learned your lesson by then." Her dad and mom left.

Nicole groaned again and put her face in her hands.

Jen giggled. "Good. After today, I think he was looking forward to soccer practice. Sports are a good way for him to keep his mind off things. I remember how devasted he was when he got suspended for pills and couldn't try out for basketball. Want to meet at my house before the game?"
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Miley called Chrissa. "Hey wanna see Peter's game tomorrow?"