I felt like I was living in an 80s movie. In Black and white. You see, the only way you can see colours in this world is if you find your soulmate. Some people find theirs, and some don't. I don't know much more about it. My parents died when I was young. Everyone told me it was a car crash, but when I searched the news, or the internet, I didn't find anything about them. All I have left of my parents, is a picture. A picture of my mom and dad at their wedding day. '' John '', I silently whisper to myself, putting my finger on my father's face. He was a handsome young man in the picture. He was wearing a suit and a bow tie. '' Lilly '', i whisper my mother's name, moving my finger over to her. She was a bautiful gal. Her hair was a bit longer than her shoulders and her dress was beautiful. I couldn't see what colour hair or eyes my parents had. Not even the color of their clothes. '' Good night, mom and dad'', I say as I kiss the frameglass. I put the frame back on my desk beside my bed and lay down. I keep looking at the picture until my eyes become hard to keep open.
Beep beep beep, the noice gets louder and louder as I open my eyes. It's my phone.'' mmmm'' i moan as I stretch my hand out to stop the alarm. I open my eyes and blink some times. Nope, I think. No colours today either. As I wonder if I am ever going to see colors, I sit up in my bed. What is the time? I grab my phone and check. The display shows 05:45. Perfect, I think to myself. I have time for a jog before I'm meeting up with my friends. We had decided to eat breakfast together at 8. I get up, brush my teeth, find my yoga pants and a t-shirt, put my hair up, find my shoes and set for the door. I have been doing this routine for about 4 months now. I jog through a park, looking at every person I can see. Hoping to one day see the one meant for me. As I run, I put some music in my ear. I just shuffle play my playlist and listen. The first song is ''fireworks '' by Katy Perry. I sing the lyrics in my head as I jog through the park. I can't tell if it is a beautiful green, or just green today. After the jog, I take a shower, get dressed in appropriate clothes and check the time again. It shows 7:30. I sigh at the thought that it still is half an hour until Camila is going to pick me up and sit down at the sofa. My apartment is small. One kitchen, one bedroom, one bath and one living room. That's all I can afford being an orphan in Romania. I turn on the TV and watch the news. Even though I lived in Romania, I use to watch TV and series in English. The only chanel on the TV that was English, was the news. Reporters are talking about a group of heros. A man with a sheild-thing, a man in a red suit, a green dude, a wannabe Robin Hood and a woman. Also, there was a god of thunder. I keep on listening to the reporters, forgetting the time. Some weeks ago there was an explosion on a building. Pictures of the suspect fill the TV. It is a man, shoulder long hair, caps and some baggy clothes. The reporters say he has joined The Avengers. Whatever that is. He was apperantly catched by H.Y.D.R.A and is actually 101 years old.
Ding Dong. I jump at the sound of my doorbell and my eyes look at the clock. Oh shoot. It's already 08.09. That went fast. I get my jacket, shoes and handbag before opening the door. '' Oh hi Camila. '', I say, trying to breathe normally after my little run looking for my bag. '' Girl, you forgot again, didn't you? ''. Her voice isn't angry or annoyed, it's as if she has fun with me having to hurry. I look at the ground and nod quietly. She laughs softly, before dragging me out the door. '' C'mon'', she laughs.'' were going to be late''.
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