Colors ~ Volume 1

Season 1, Episode 3: Envision

Or well rather... someone.

As I caught sight of this person, I realized that she was also a student who went to my middle school. However, the reason I noticed her like a balloon at a funeral was because she was wearing a plaid black turtleneck. Alongside her blue eyes and light yellow hair, she almost looked like she was an old lady from this kind of lighting.

I thought to myself how bad I felt for this girl, whose name nearly escaped from my brain but luckily snatched just in time as Angel. Anyway, the reason I felt bad for her was that rumors say that her parents wanted a baby boy, which was why her original name was Aaron. But as soon as they figured out their child was a girl, they were incredibly upset, and when I say incredibly upset I mean that supposedly, they didn't even look at her when she was born out of pure spite.

In a quick second, they named her Angel out of spite. Everyone in middle school ridiculed her because of the story and ever since then, she's been sort of an outcast. Of course, this story has been sort of alleged. But most of it seemed to be true as Angel herself confirmed it.

When I saw her, I wanted to meet and introduce myself to her since I was curious about what she was like, how she acted, and basically everything about her. Yet a crowd of people was in my way and I couldn't get past them.

This sort of crowd usually happens because of a big fight between people I could care less about. However this time, it was becausean extraordinarily popular girl was walking through the hallway and people wanted her autograph and wanted to meet her. I heard whispers that she might be royalty but I didn't pay any attention to that since it was the morning and I couldn't care less.

I heard behind me a whisper along with Emily getting up and suddenly pushing her way through the crowd and heading towards where Angel was sitting.

Yet, hilariously, she started to get swept away from the overwhelming amount of people swarming to the popular girl in the hallway. She somewhat regained her balance and persisted through until she got to the other side. She turned towards us and gave us a thumbs-up. I was utterly confused about why she couldn't have just waited for the crowd to pass, but oh well.

Now, I didn't know why at first Emily did this, but I knew I had to follow her and make sure what she was doing wasn't something stupid. I waded my way past the dwindling crowd just as she got to Angel's table after pushing her way through a smaller crowd that was surrounding Angel from out of nowhere. As we went towards the table, Emily yelled to Angel,

"Hey Angel, I don't know if you remember me but I used to be in one of your classes, how are you doing!?"

She had to yell this mainly because the crowd was getting obnoxiously loud. Also, it was surprising that Emily went to someone first because even though she was more extroverted than introverted in most things, she usually never initiated any conversation with anyone in middle school. Maybe she changed ever since.

Angel, looking flabbergasted, then replied in a whisper that I barely was able to make out,

"Hey, nice to meet you, Emily, you look nice in your school clothes.."

"AW!!! You too!" Emily nearly shouting by this point replied.

I didn't know exactly why Emily was presenting herself more extensively to her. I wanted to ask her why of all people would she talk to her but I decided it wasn't my place to ask. And she probably wouldn't hear me in the first place.

"So Angel, what's your favorite color?" Emily asked, sitting right next to her. I sat at the opposite seat from them. I didn't know why she was so persistent in finding people's favorite colors all of a sudden.