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Snip, Snip Revenge by Medeia Sharif

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Beautiful, confident Tabby Karim has plans for the winter: nab a role in her school’s dramatic production, make the new boy Michael hers, and keep bigoted Heather—with her relentless Ay-rab comments—at bay. When a teacher’s lie and her father’s hastiness rob her of her beautiful hair, her dreams are dashed. The fastest barber in Miami Beach has made her look practically bald. 

With all her pretty hair gone, Tabby doesn’t believe she fits the feminine role she’s auditioning for. Michael is still interested in her, but he’s playing it cool. Heather has taken to bullying her online, which is easier to do with Tabby’s ugly haircut. Tabby spearheads Operation Revenge, which proves satisfying until all of her problems deepen. After messing up, she sets to make things right.

14+ for language

 

Excerpt:

A huge lump grows in my throat and I swallow it with difficulty. Obviously, these men have nothing to do all day but sit here and read their newspapers, so I’m up next. I’m frozen. My limbs won’t move. “Come on now!” Dad says impatiently.

I don’t feel like fighting with him in front of others. In snail-like fashion I glide to the salon chair. There’s a large oval mirror in front of me and I stare at my reflection. I feel outside myself, as if this is happening to someone else. Some other teenage girl with long, pretty hair is getting her hair cut, not me. Raul asks me to lift my hair and he places an apron around me. The black plastic unsettles me. Ever since Dad parked his car, the whole atmosphere has been ominous.

Raul doesn’t even ask me what I want. Dad is giving all the orders. He whispers something into Raul’s ear—I hear the word lice loud and clear, though—and then he says, “Do the fine job that you do on my hair.”

That fills me with dread. Dad’s hair is short. I don’t want to look like him. Raul’s hands caress my hair, and then he grabs all of it at the base, using his fingers as a ponytail holder, and cuts it off in one swoop. My hair is at my shoulders and I surreally watch the rest of my hair clutched in Raul’s hand as if it were the pelt of a dead animal. Raul takes the hair to the back of the shop and throws it in a garbage can. My long, beautiful curls are gone forever.

I stare at the mirror. My hair doesn’t really look that bad. I look cute. It just needs to be evened out. Now that my hair is shorter, Raul wets it with a spray bottle. I don’t think he shampoos hair, furthering my suspicions that this is a men’s only place.

“Raul was voted fastest haircutter in Miami-Dade,” Dad says. The local newspapers have these silly polls about businesses, but I don’t recall reading about Raul among the articles about most authentic Chinese restaurants and best diners for breakfast.

“Cut shorter,” Dad says.

“But not too short,” I say. “Just even it out a little.”

“Shorter,” Dad says, louder than me, letting Raul know he’s the paying customer, not me. Big deal, I could easily pay for this haircut. I should’ve said so before we got in, because now Dad is on one of his power trips, acting like he’s in charge.

Dad wasn’t kidding when he said Raul cuts hair fast. Snip, snip, snip the scissors go, and my hair’s about four inches long. “Stop!” I say.

“Go on,” Dad says. I see him at the edge of the mirror, looking at his phone instead of paying attention to me. “Cut it shorter.”

“You sure?” Raul asks. Raul, a complete stranger, has sympathy in his eyes. My eyes meet his in the mirror. I also see that I’m shaking with fury, fright, and sadness. Dad doesn’t know shit about what I want. He makes this about him. He wants me to have short hair. But I’m a girl, not a boy. And I belong in a salon, not a barbershop. Raul hesitates, arms limp at his sides.

“Go on,” Dad urges. “You’re doing a great job, Raul.”

I’m breathless. Will Raul choose Dad or my sad, tear-filled self? He chooses Dad, raises his hands, and continues to cut in his Speedy Gonzales manner.

“I need to get this call,” Dad says. “No, wait for me…I’ll deal with the client…I’m almost done with a personal matter...” In between talking to one his employees, Dad lifts his head to give Raul more directions. “A little shorter.” My reflection becomes hazy…because I’m crying. I can’t believe this is happening to me. This guy’s fingers are relentless. The gleam of the scissors shimmer right and left, top and bottom. “You’re shaking too much,” Raul says.

“Stop it, Tabby!” Dad orders. “You don’t want to get cut. There’s no need to struggle. Just let’s get this out of the way already. I don’t want to be late for a meeting.”

I want to jump out of the seat and run out of here screaming. My hair looks ugly. I look like a boy. Raul cuts some more. “Daddy!” I say, reverting to a little girl. I’m remembering those times as a child when Dad hit my hand with a ruler or slapped me across the face. I feel trapped by his cruelty and Raul’s quick hands.

Raul takes an electric razor and I feel it graze the back of my neck. “No!” I say. “No, no, no.” I’m afraid that if I move Raul will cut me, but maybe blood will be good for a time like this. I want to die. My hair is grotesque.

I’m stunned by the way I look. My hair is about two inches long, shaggy on top and much shorter on the bottom. What the hell? The razor, comb, and scissors disappear to the side table where Raul keeps his supplies. He takes a neck brush and glides it over my neck to brush away stray hairs. Tears are dripping like bullets down my face. With my fugly haircut and red face, I look monstrous. I’ve lost myself in a few short minutes. I’m no longer me. Where is the pretty face and pretty hair?

 

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  1. A Sympathetic MC for Teens 5 Star Review

    Posted by on 12th Nov 2015

    Tabby had my sympathy from the start. She was given a self-absorbed mother and a domineering but distant father, divorced parents, and a stepmother about to give birth to a half-brother or sister. Her life becomes more stressful when a martinet of a teacher mis-diagnoses Tabby as having lice. When her hair is cut (very badly), Tabby must face humiliation at school and all of her insecurities become magnified.

    I admired how the author showed Tabby dealing with her "new" look. It was teen-real. From humiliation and fear to anger and petty revenge that backfires, Tabby's struggle will ring true to young readers.


  2. She has beautiful long hair with romantic curls 4 Star Review

    Posted by on 12th Nov 2015

    Tabby is popular. She has beautiful long hair with romantic curls. Sent to the office by the most hated teacher at the school, Tabby meets a new boy, Michael, and decides she will make him hers. But when a teacher makes a hasty diagnosis, (or was it on purpose?) Tabby is told she has lice and is sent home. Before she knows it all her beautiful long hair is gone, she might as well be bald! Now how can the drama department see her as the lead of her favorite play? How can she get the new boy to fall for her? How will she get the school bully off her back? Tabby is being bullied and she isn't taking it laying down.

    This book reminded me of high school, the things people worried about and did. I wasn't sure if I liked Tabby at first. She was a brat, and vain. Her anger at those who have intentionally and unintentionally hurt her and don't seem to care is understandable. When one thing goes wrong it seems that others follow and it's hard to stop the fall.
    Regardless of what it is, physical or symbolic, if something means a lot to you, having it taken away or destroyed by others is painful. Having it be brushed off as not important hurts.
    One of the things that made me decide to really like Tabby was how she ended up handling things. Her growth and the way she changed her thinking.
    While the main characters reaction to everything is way over the top, even for a self proclaimed drama queen, this is a great book that deals with some tough issues like being bullied.
    This is a great YA book about love, loss, revenge and doing what is right.


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