Animation vs College

Chapter 7

A/N :- Sorry for taking so long, next chapter should HOPEFULLY be done by the end of the week.

"Orange! You're gonna be late!" Blue called, knocking loudly on the artist's door.

Orange rolled over, staring blearily at the door, she scowled half heartedly. Late for what...?

"Orange!" Blue knocked loudly again, wondering idly if she should get some water, though she definitely would not be washing those sheets.

"Late for what...?" Orange grumbled, out loud this time.

Blue blinked, then slapped her forehead, realising Orange was one of those people. "Class."

"Class..." Orange glanced around her room, a few of her bags scattered around as she slowly changed the room to her liking, seeing the dull wall clock she'd definitely be changing, and her eyes widened. "Class!"

Blue chuckled. "I made breakfast, if you're hungry."

Orange threw the door open, startling Blue. "Of course!" she cried, rushing past her and into the bathroom.

The dark haired girl trailed after, finding Orange brushing her teeth furiously. "Why didn't you wake up me sooner?"

Blue raised an eyebrow. "Am I your alarm clock now?"

Orange spat the toothpaste out and turned around. "Yes."

Blue just sighed. "Alright; Purple's already left."

Orange blinked, wondering how anyone could be awake so early. "When?"

Blue checked the time. "About half an hour ago, and you have impressive bed head."

"Half an hour ago?!" Orange cried, then realised what else Blue said and turned back to the mirror, her hair looked like a jungle! "It's not usually this messy," she said, grabbing her hairbrush and attempting to tame the ginger bush that was her hair.

Blue hummed, not believing her.

"It's not!" Orange cried, flinching when she caught a knot.

Blue sighed again and took the brush. "Sit down." she ordered, Orange rushing to do so, and Blue began brushing her hair.

"You're very..." Orange began, wondering whether she should say mature or motherly.

Blue raised an eyebrow. "Very what?"

"...Motherly?" Orange decided on, remembering when she first met Green and how he said that Blue hates doing nothing. "Are you like this with Red and Green too?"

Blue nodded. "I don't like not doing anything, I was forced to spend months doing that, and I hated every second of it."

Orange tilted her head curiously.

"When I was in the hospital, they didn't let me do anything fun," Blue complained, catching a knot and causing Orange to flinch again. "Sorry."

"You were in the hospital?" Orange asked worriedly.

Blue nodded. "Chronic pain, remember?"

"Ah," Orange sighed, ducking her head, she'd overheard some of what Blue told Yellow the other night, but didn't have the heart to admit it. "Sorry." she said anyway.

Blue waved her off before going back to brushing. "That was ages ago," Orange just shot her a worried look. "Let's talk about something else."

"Your cookies?" Orange suggested, she had an idea anyway.

Blue cringed. "Can we not?"

"No no! I've got an idea!" Orange jumped up, despite Blue not being finished. "What if we make other flavours?"

"'We'?" Blue repeated, could Orange even cook? After seeing Purple in the kitchen though, she decided it best not to assume.

Orange just nodded excitedly.

Blue heaved a sigh. "Alright," Orange whooped, making Blue smile. "Can I finish your hair now?" the artist quickly sat back down, watching in the mirror as Blue brushed her hair, running gloved fingers through between brush strokes.

"Why do you always wear gloves?" Orange blurted, causing Blue to stop again.

"I just like wearing gloves," Blue answered, not a lie, but not the whole truth either.

Orange tilted her head curiously.

"I've got a secret hobby," Blue admitted, putting the brush down and tying Orange's short hair up in a ponytail. "I have to wear gloves for it, and I guess I just got used to wearing them."

Orange perked up, interested now.

"I'm not telling you what it is," Blue said, leaving the bathroom, Orange quick to follow.

"Can I guess?" the younger girl asked hopefully.

Blue eyed her and shrugged. "Sure,"

Orange hummed thoughtfully as they sat down, Blue having made egg on toast. "You're already a gardener..."

Blue tried to hide her amusement behind her toast, not that she needed to with Orange staring holes through her plate, lost in thought. "It's a sport." she offered.

Orange blinked, sinking deeper into her thoughts. Something Blue would enjoy... I could ask Green and Red.

"No cheating," Blue ordered, making Orange realise she said that out loud.

"Fine..." Orange grumbled, finishing her eggs, maybe she could follow Blue around sometime, then she'd find out.

Blue just stared at her, making Orange uncomfortable. Did I say that out loud again?

"You're gonna be late," Blue nodded to the clock.

Orange glanced at the clock and her eyes widened, she grabbed her toast and ran out the door. "See you at lunch Blue!"

Blue just watched her go, amused as she sipped her lukewarm tea.