3 Bros - (Pt. 1) Paper, Rock, SCISSORS! by cut.the.flow

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3 Bros - (Pt. 1) Paper, Rock, SCISSORS!

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I’m a university student majoring in psychology. I waited until my senior year to take the intro to psychology course because I knew by then that it was be a breeze for me…until I walked into class on the first day. I sat down in a seat that would become my unofficial assigned seat at a lab table with four chairs. Right as the class is about to start, three rambunctious bros come through the door. They’re laughing and talking about what happened during workouts that morning.

I look around and realize that the only table with 3 empty seats is the one that I’m at. I stand up to find another lab table to sit at so that I don’t have to be paired with of associated with these meat heads. Right as I’m about to go sit in my new seat, one of the bros puts his hand on my shoulder, "You don’t have to move bro. You can stay here with us". Not wanting to start conflict, I smile at him and sit down. So do the bros.

The professor comes in and introduced himself. He tells us to take a moment to get to know the other people at our lab table; do some basic introductions.

The guy across from me starts, "I’ll go ahead. My name is Liam and I’m a junior on the lacrosse team". He smiles at me, then says "Just giving you a heads up, we’re all on the lacrosse team". He has shoulder length blonde hair that’s slightly wavy. He’s very attractive and he has the tiniest bit of stubble on his face. His dark eyebrows juxtapose his blonde hair. His low cut t-shirt shows off his slightly hairy chest. He has a very friendly face.

The guy next to him, with a bit more of a rugged, handsome face, speaks up, "I’m Bryce. I’m a senior. I tried to take this class over the summer, but I ended up dropping it. Hopefully I can remember something about it and help us out in here." He’s wearing a hat with the lacrosse team’s logo on it. Underneath the hat is brown hair that flows down to his shoulders. He’s wearing a tank top so I can see his hairy armpits. He seems like a harder egg to crack, but he’s still very fratty with the boys.

Finally, "I’m Ethan and I’m a senior as well…on the lacrosse team. Bryce and I go way back to freshman year together." They bicker for a moment while I look at Ethan. His hair is dirty blonde and you can tell he used to have a different hairstyle, but he grew it out to reach his shoulders.

They’re all over six feet tall, extremely attractive, and have great bodies. I’m in awe of these guys, honestly. Just when I’m snapping out of my daze, I realize it’s my turn. I introduce myself and tell them about how I’m studying psychology, which prompts Ethan to say "sounds like this will be an easy A for all of us" and they all laugh and dab me up.

When all the groups are done with introductions, the professor announces that we will be working on our final together in table groups. Every group of four will have to meet outside of class time to work on the final. The project is a group presentation expanding upon something we learned in the class. The whole time the professor is talking the boys talk to each other, but the professor doesn’t seem to mind too much.

We make it through the introduction class and are dismissed. As I’m leaving, Liam stops me, "Can I get your number? So the boys and I can text you to work on the project?" "Yeah, sounds good to me". I gave him my number, smiled, then waved goodbye to him and the other bros.

Time went by. We went through the class and spoke to each other every day, but nothing more about the project. Finally, I decided we needed to get started, so I tried to make plans in the group chat Liam started.

Me: Hey guys. Could we meet sometime this weekend to figure out what we’re going to do for the project and then start on it?
Liam: Sounds good to me!
Bryce: When were you thinking?
Me: Anytime works for me, I’m pretty free this weekend.
Ethan: I think we’re free Friday night, so maybe we could do then?
Me: Sounds good to me!

We exchanged more details about meeting and then it didn’t cross my mind much until the day we were supposed to meet. I texted the guys that afternoon.

Me: We still on for tonight?
No response for a few minutes.
Me: Hello?
Bryce: Oh my god dude I’m so sorry. Completely forgot about our plans, I’m going to the Phi Delta party tonight.
Liam: Me too and I think Ethan is going as well.

I was a little frustrated, but decided to go with the flow.

Me: That’s fine. I’m down to meet whenever, just let me know when works for y’all soon.
Ethan: Thanks, we’ll let you know.

I saw that response and started to get ready for a thrilling night at home in my apartment. As I’m scrolling through the movies I could watch, I get a text.

Liam: The boys and I talked and we wanted to see if you wanted to come to the Phi Delta party with us. I have a plus one and you deserve to get turned up.
Me: I would love that!

We exchanged details as my heart raced. I’ve never been friends with guys like this before, so I was nervous and excited to be invited. They picked me up and we drove to the party together. We got to the party and mingled with everyone while we drank.

Later on in the night, we ended up getting separated from each other. I was still with Liam as he prepped for the next game of cup pong. By this point, all of us are pretty drunk, so I decided to fan the fire a little and speak my mind.
Me: So what’s with the matching haircuts for all 3 of you?
Liam: Oh, the flow? It’s just a thing the guys in Lacrosse do. Plus, girls love it.
Me: Oh that’s nice. Well when you’re ready for a cut, let me know. I cut hair and have since my freshman year.
Liam: Really bro? That’s dope. I’ll definitely hit you up when I think it’s time to chop this mop.
He runs his fingers through his hair and looks at me.

The night goes great. We’re all pretty plastered and have had a great time getting to know each other, so I invited the guys back to my place to crash since I live only a few blocks from the frat house and none of us think it’s safe to drive back. They agree and follow me back to my place. As we walk, they order pizza to my address. We get inside my apartment and immediately Liam and Bryce go to the couch and relax on the couch while Ethan goes through my kitchen. We chat until the pizza arrives. As we eat, we recount the events of the night.

Ethan: So then she bumps into me again, so I just have to turn and leave the room. I’m not dumb, I know she kept bumping into me because she wanted an excuse to put her body against mine.
Bryce: That’s crazy bro. She’s like a 4 and you’re an 8 even on your worst days.
Ethan: Thanks bro.
Liam: I saw your ex girlfriend at the party Bryce. Did you talk to her?
Bryce: Yeah, I did. Felt like the right thing to do. Couldn’t even tell you what we talked about because I was so drunk, but god do I miss long nights in my bedroom with her.
Liam: Why did you two break up again?
Bryce: She’s just a stickler about the most random stuff, like my hair.

That piqued my interest.
Me: What do you mean?
He laughed a little before answering.
Bryce: I think she’s OCD. She just always was nitpicking everything I did. She would—
Me: What about the hair?
Bryce: Oh yeah, the hair. Well I grew it out and I’ve just kinda been letting it grow and she used to always beg me to cut it. She even offered to do it one time.
Liam: But she’s never cut hair before.
Bryce: Exactly.
Liam: But you know who does cut hair?
Bryce and Ethan look confused at Liam for a moment before Liam points at me.

Ethan: Wait…are you for real or is Liam just lying again for no reason?
Me: It’s real. I’ve been doing basic cuts since my freshman year. Liam and I were talking about it a bit at the party.
Bryce: Good for you bro.
Liam: He also asked if we all intentionally had matching haircuts.
Ethan: Bro, we don’t all have the same haircut.
Me: Oh really?
Ethan: Yeah, Bryce’s hair is brown…and Liam’s is a bit more wavy than either of ours.
Me: Okay…that’s it? You all have shoulder length hair that’s about the same texture and everything.

They all looked at each other for a second, realizing it.
Me: Unless one of you wanted me to give you a cut right now.
Bryce: Yeah, let’s cut Ethan’s mop.
Ethan: Woah bro, if anyone’s getting a haircut it’s you.
Bryce: Let’s go bro. Bet you won’t get a haircut right now.
Ethan: How about this, paper, rocks, scissors. Loser gets a haircut. You’re included in this Liam.
Liam: Why me?
Ethan: Because you’ve got long hair too that needs to be snipped off
Ethan leans over to Liam and acts like he’s cutting his hair with finger scissors.
Liam: How much are we cutting off?

I decided to chime in and stir the pot a little bit.
Me: Let’s take it all off. A buzzcut.
They all look like they’re about to faint at the sound of that, but then the competitive spirit takes over.
Ethan: These bros wouldn’t buzz their heads—
Bryce: I would! You and Liam wouldn’t though. Too attached to the flow.
Liam: I don’t want to get a buzzcut. At all. So I’m out.

Ethan and Bryce try to talk Liam into the bet for a few minutes then give up, focusing on each other more.

Bryce: Paper, rocks, scissors. Loser buzzes their head.
Ethan: Game on. Can’t wait to see you lose those luscious locks.

I went to my room to get my haircutting supplies. When I came back, Bryce and Ethan were standing across from each other in position. Ready to duel. Liam, like a spots announcer, says "Alright boys. Paper, rock, scissors. No shoot. You go on scissors. Whoever loses will sit right here" he says while patting the barstool he’s pulled to the living room, "and will get a haircut. Are we clear?" The boys shook their heads yes and then shake hands once more.

Liam: Paper…rock…SCISSORS!

The boys hands fly forward.
Ethan plays paper.
Bryce plays scissors.

Bryce immediately begins laughing at Ethan, "You lose!". Ethan’s in a state of shock, just sitting there watching everyone. Slowly, he stands up. Then makes a mad dash toward the door. Luckily, Liam and I have sobered up enough to stop him. We grab him by the arms as he shouts "Let go of me! You can’t keep me here!". Bryce says "Bring him to the chair" while he walks over to help us. We move Ethan over to the barstool Liam set up. As we hold him there, Bryce digs through my drawers to find something to keep him still.

Bryce: Would duct tape work?
Liam: Yeah, if there’s a lot of it.
Bryce: There’s not a ton left.
Liam: Just bring it over here.
In no time, we got Ethan’s wrists tied together and his ankles tied together, all with duct tape. He’s been cussing at us and making threats, but everyone keeps laughing and continuing.
Finally, I find some rope.
He’s sitting in the chair with his ankles and wrists attached to each other while the bros hold him down. I put his arms behind his back and behind the chair and then his ankles as well, then I tie a rope connecting them so that even if he gets free, he can’t get himself out of the chair. Then I added a few extra ropes restraining him to the chair, just to be safe.

Ethan: I swear to god if you guys don’t let me out of here this very seco—
Bryce: We’re not going to Ethan. You may be our bro, but you lost a bet. Against me of all people. So we’re following through with this.

I walked over and got my scissors and held them in my hand while I played with his hair. I ran my fingers through it, teasing him.
Ethan: See? It’s good hair. Good, long hair. So just drop it guys.
Bryce: Not happening bro.

Me: So what’s the gameplan?
Liam: …Buzz it. What do you mean?
Me: Well do we want to just straight up buzz it or do we want to keep taking it shorter and shorter until it’s buzzed?
Bryce: That option! Cause you can actually cut hair dude. Let’s try some different styles.

I took one last look at Ethan’s hair. His dirty blonde hair gracefully touched his shoulders.

Let’s go.

I picked up a lock from the front of his head and pulled it down in front of his eyes. It was just barely reaching his chin. I put the scissors at his eyeline and then chopped it off.
The reactions in the room were insane. Liam was silently watching. Bryce was ooh-ing and ahh-ing at this whole thing.
Ethan, seemed to be upset at first, then accepted it once he realized there was no turning back now.

I continued to snip all around his head taking off about 3 inches. Eventually we were left with a shaggy cut that framed his face better. He continued to struggle to get out of the chair, but it wasn’t budging. This was really happening.

I held up the mirror to Ethan.
Ethan: I really like this cut actually.
Liam: Yeah, it looks good on you. Like your previous style, but with more…actual style, and finesse.
Bryce: Smash or pass? Pass. We need to take it shorter.

Bryce took the scissors from my hand, took a chuck of hair on the side of Ethan’s head and cut it almost to the scalp. Ethan let out an audible gasp as Bryce snickered.
I quickly worked to fade the sides and leave the back and top longer still. He really rocked the mullet we had going on.
Then it was time to truly take the plunge. I was generous and selected the 2 guard.
Then I place the clippers on his forehead.
Turned them on.
And pushed them back into his hair.
Sending clumps of gorgeous blonde hair to the floor.

Bryce: This is what I’ve been waiting for! Can I take over? It’s just a buzzcut, how hard could it be?
Me: Honestly, you’re right. Go ahead.
I handed the clippers to Bryce and sat down, watching him shear off all of Ethan’s stunning hair. With only about 2 clumps of hair left, I noticed Bryce mess with the clippers for a second and then continue. I didn’t think much of it.
Liam and I got to talking and tuned out Ethan and Bryce. When I looked back, I saw a lot more of Ethan’s scalp.

Me: Whoa! Bryce, what did you do?
Bryce: I took off the guard.
Liam: Why would you do that?
Bryce: Why not?
He smirked and continued taking off all of Ethan’s hair.

Finally, we were done. One no guard buzzcut for Ethan.

I looked down at the floor. So much hair was laying in piles around him.

This whole situation was going to be a mess to fix.

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Thanks for reading! I’m @cut.the.flow on Instagram if you enjoyed.
I’m hoping to publish part 2 somewhat soon. Where Bryce or Liam are in the hot seat next.
Please let me know your thoughts and opinions so I can apply what I find helpful to the next part. Or if you liked a way I did something in particular, let me know that too. That way I don’t forget it lol.
That’s all! Thanks y’all!

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