Description  Luka is busy in the beauty salon. He has been working there for the last four years. Guess who walks in for a haircut?

       Chole's  POV:

         I go to get my usual haircut. I see a "Closed for Business"  sign outside.

         "What? I am calling daddy to tell him right away."

            I see a sign for another barber place.

           "Hmm, maybe I should check it out."

             I  enter the place. 

            I gasp when I see him.  

            "Luka?"

            I sit in the vacant seat in front of him. I admit it came as quite a surprise to me.

                 "How would you like your haircut?"

                   It appears he does not recognize me.

                 I show him a photo.                

               "Very nice, Miss."

                I  wait for him to finish.

                I pay him extra.

                "I believe that is way too much."

                "It includes the tip."

                 "Chole Bougerious is  it, you?"

                 "Yes, Luka Cuffaine, and I will let my friends know the cute barber does my hair."

                  I smirk as he blushes.

                  I laugh.  

                  "Chole, here, take my number."

                  I look at him in surprise.

                  "I suppose this means I will talk to you later."

                    I hand him a paper that has my number on it. I might as well return the favor.

                   I  return home with the best haircut ever.

                    Over the weekend, I get a phone call from Luka. I agree to go out on a date with him.

                  I don't tell Sabrina, but I have a great time.

                  I feel like I matter for a change. 

                the end

               Until the next Lukaloe one-shot story,

               bye-bye, little owlets!

              Summer out!