The Color Blue

5.5

I somehow ended up in a party full of raging colors due to all the drugs in everyone's system. "Losen up will you?" Maya said with a smile, you see I tried to loosen up but what Billie said was replaying in my head and I wanted to ask her why I was yellow. I saw her slowly drinking a drink so I took a deep breath in and walked towards her but as I did that she walked away. I rolled my eyes and grabbed a drink before following the girl and creeping up behind her, "you're gonna treat me like I don't exist?" I asked and she turned to look at me. "The one who treated me like I didn't exist all day was you" she said, "why am I a yellow?" I asked her and she didn't answer but she pulled me into a empty closet and locked it behind her. "You keep your secrets I keep mine" she said, "why are you so angry with me?" I asked her. "Because you gave everyone a stupid color except for me, why don't I get a stupid color? I hate the stupid way you color everyone else but me" she mumbled and I realized that she picked on my color theory because she herself wanted me to actually assign a color to her. "I can't assign you a color because you're never around long enough for me to do so" I answered. "That's stupid we've had this going on since freshman year" she said, "and what exactly is this? When you don't almost hit me with your car you try to drown me and then you flirt with me, so what is this stupid mess of colors?" I asked her, I hated her because she was a mess of colors and never allowed me to see her real color. She was a beautiful mess of red, blue and grey, the grey I left behind every time our feelings collide. She groaned annoyingly and reached for the door, I rolled my eyes and pulled her back which made her stumble into me and pulled us together. She connected our lips harshly and let her hand rest on my face. In that moment she was blue, a beautiful baby blue.