Heregoesnothin

"Just do it," She whispered, the look in her eye told  me she she did not want to go through with this. She grimaced, we both knew this was the only option left.

I nudged the gum stuck in her hair slightly, then looked at the peanut butter and cup of ice that sat next to us on the counter. "Are you sure you do not want to try something else?" I suggested, biting my lip. We had been trying for hours to get the gum out of her hair, yet the glob sat unharmed by our prodding. 

She crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair, "It is no use. Just get the scissors." She rolled her eyes, "you might as well just shave it."

The gum was positioned at the top of of her head; the missing chunk would be noticeable and hard to fix. I took the scissors in my hand and lifted the chunk of hair. "Are you sure you do not want to try the ice again?" I offered, weary of the decision we were about to make. 

"Just do it, stop stalling, talking about it is only making things worse."

I sighed, and finally began to cut the gum out of her hair. I tried to cut as little hair as possible, and when i finished I took a step back to inspect my work. While the missing chunk was noticeable, I realized it was fixable. I handed her a mirror, and she looked it over. Before she could complain I began to explain to her how parting her hair a little more to the right could cover the missing chunk. Though she was not happy, she was relieved that their was a solution to her problem. She stayed quite for a moment before muttering "Thanks," then sulking off to her room.