Refuses To Hair It

(We’re playing kickball in PE. Since we are on fake turf something gets in my eye. A girl I talk to very little walks near me and sees me squinting so I try to explain why. Note that I have very long, natural brown hair that I don’t like to do much with since it’s too bothersome.)

Me: “I got something in my eye.”

Girl: “It’s because of your hair! You need to do your hair! You would look so much better with your hair done!”

Me: “I like my hair…”

Girl: “WHY WON’T YOU DO YOUR HAIR? YOUR HAIR WOULD BE PRETTY IF YOU DID IT! IT’S REDDISH BROWN, WHICH IS NICE, BUT IF YOU DON’T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT THEN IT’S JUST A BIG UGLY MESS!”

Me: “I only like to put my hair loose and maybe in piggy-tails.”

Girl: “YOU NEED TO DO YOUR HAIR! You have a boyfriend now! You need to do your hair for him!”

Me: “I’ve been wearing my hair loose since I met him. If he really had a problem with my hair then it would have come up by now…”

Girl: “BUT STILL! I’m going to do your hair! After PE, I’ll do your hair! Don’t worry; you’ll be pretty!”

Me: “…”

(She just skipped away after that. I was scared to tell her I was planning to cut my hair to a pixie cut so I could donate it.)