Boredom. That was what had started this. Ali stared at herself in her long dresser mirror, letting her long brown hair down out of it's ponytail, scissors in her right hand.
Placing the scissors down, she lifted a strand of hair from her face, looking at it with almost placent curiosity. School was out for winter break and being trapped in her dorm room was pure torture. The eighteen year old had to find something to do or she'd go out of her mind.
For several days she'd been sitting around the lounge area, when yesterday she had been rather surprised to see one of her female teachers walk in. That hadn't been the surprise, of course, since they all lived in the same building. What had been surprising was that the female's bleached white hair had been fashioned into a mohawk, and the rest of her head was completely bald. Usually Ororo Munroe had a rather conservative hair-style, her long white locks straight and white. This new style had shocked Ali. So now she stood infront of her mir