Simon's hair was typical of a little geek like him He didn't care at all for fancy hairstyles, any thoughts of making himself look stylish or attractive were regarded as worthless vanity. He'd have had a hard job doing so anyway, as the raw material were pretty basic.
His thin greasy hair was overgrown and neglected, lacking hugely from the absence of any products or a decent haircut. Sometimes his mom would nag him gently about improving it's appearance, but while Simon would never disobey his parents, he was always far from keen. And it had just grew neglected. Now that was going to change.
"G-g-get that away from me" sttutered Simon, indicating the razor Marc held in his burly thick hands. He was so nervous that he had trouble getting the words out. Simon would never normally dream of saying anything remotely antagonistic to a jock like this, but the desperate situation he had found himself in caused for desperate measures.
Marc smirked, and then removed any hints of a playful tone that had been evident in his expression. "You're a little pansy and it's about time you started facing up to who you are. A man. You may not be much of one right now, but that's sure gonna change. And first thing is changing is how you look. You are going to get the most manly haircut that's possible. The bald cut!"
Simon gulped nervously. The only kids who walked around bald were pretty much mindless thugs, like the jocks who had him surrounded right now. Simon couldn't imagine looking anything like those animals, and was he extremely worried about what his parents and teachers were going to say. Right now Marc was attacking his barnet aggresively, and big chunks of Simon's manky, greasy brown hair were falling to the ground. In the window opposite Simon could spot his own reflection as the transformation took place. Right now, Marc had shave most of the back and sides leaving some hair on the top, resembling a type of mohican. Marc paused for a second, smirking again, to admire his own handiwork.
"Looks fucking good, eh?"
Simon looked up mournfully, tears gathering in his eyes.
"You fucking pansy" Marc said aggresively. Swiping the rest off his hair away. "When we're finished with you, you're gonna fucking pound yourself when you relaise how much of a fucking fag you were."
Simon was now all bald. His thin, bony, ugly scalp evident. If anything, the lack of hair made him look even more like a geek, just because it was so outlandish he could have such a hairstlye. EVen though it was a start, he still looked like a little weakling, nothing like the hardened skinhead jocks he was going to become. There was still a lot more to come.