It was the end of second period before she noticed it. True to her last insult to Kyle, her hair was now growing two inches an hour. In the three hours that had past, one before school started and one for each period, it had grown six inches down to just past her shoulder blades. Sitting in her seat in class, Jennifer tried to lean forward, but was halted abruptly as her scalp was pulled. She turned swiftly, hoping to catch whichever jerk had pulled her hair, but only found a curtain of blonde locks swinging into her face.
“Oh my god, it’s true!” she shrieked in surprise. The whole class stopped even pretending to pay attention to the teacher and stared at her.
“What is true Jennifer? Enlighten us with your sparkling wit.” her english teach asked, clearly annoyed
“It’s true…” Jennifer tried to think of something, she spied a girl in the front row. “It’s true that Rachael’s ugly." The whole class laughed, except Rachael who went bright red and buried her head in a book. 'Typical' Jennifer thought, that’s what she always does, if something goes wrong, seek refuge in a book. In her contempt, she missed her scalp itching again. With that, the bell rang and the class filed out.
For the rest of the day, Jennifer watched her hair grow. It seemed faster, she thought, but couldn’t remember why. By lunchtime her golden hair was down to her waist and she was attracting stares from just about every guy in the school, although that was normal for her she did think they were paying more attention than usual and she loved it! As she was strutting her stuff across the lunchroom, a freshman tripped and fell, spilling his drink all down Jennifer’s front, soaking her cheerleading top.
“Oh! You jerk! I hate you, you little piece of crap! Look what you’ve done, you stupid clumsy idiot!” With that her hair follicles kicked into overdrive as she insulted the freshman no less than three times and embarrassed him in front of everyone. This accelerated her hair from 4 inches an hour, through 8, 16, 32, up to 64 inches an hour. Now growing at just over an inch every minute, Jenn’s hair grew down past her butt in the time it took her to make sure some of the football players gave the freshman what was coming to him and march haughtily to the bathroom to dry off.
By the time she finished using the hot air hand dryer to dry off her top, her hair was down to her knees and only then did she realise what had happened. Kyle had said it would double in speed every time she insulted or embarrassed someone and what she had just done to the freshman kid was the kind of embarrassment that would haunt him until graduation. She held a lock in her hand as she thought and it slowly slipped through her fingers as the rest made its way to the floor. It would become a problem pretty soon so to give herself a little more time, Jenn tied her hair back in a ponytail, which took a lot longer than usual. Even so, on her way out of the bathroom, the swinging door caught the tips of her mane and nearly pulled her off her feet. Untangling herself, she looked at the gold strands just brushing her ankles, then the tops of her shoes, then the heels, then the floor. It would have to be cut.