"It doesn't matter. Mom, if she gets mad, will just take away some of my shopping money." A smirk and she moved to touch his hair, testing the texture and murmured a few spells to soften it slightly.
When he snorted she rolled her eyes slightly. "You know you are okay. You're intelligent when it comes to art, and you'll nail this." Her hand smoother over his hair and she gently started to comb it, preparing for the flat iron that was to come after the tangles were out.