“I wanna see it painted black, painted black. Black as night, black as coal.” Paint it Black by Rolling Stones
“RYAN!!!!” Veronica screams and I literally jump out of bed.
She wasn't in bed next to me so I look around the room, noticing the door to the bathroom closed. I open it and she's standing there in her pajamas, freaking out.
“you screamed for me?” I say, still tired.
“why the hell is my hair black?”
I scan her once again and notice that, indeed, she had black hair. “oops.”
“oops? This was your doing?”
“well no, I just forgot to tell you about the pranks. Each group born in a decade, as in the 90's, 80's, 70's and so on, prank the decade above them, or the people younger than them. So the 70's would prank the 80's who would prank the 90's...”
“how does that explain my hair?!”
I smile, “last year they dyed my skin red. Be happy that they just messed with your hair.” I step behind her so that I'm in view in the mirror. “besides, it suits you.”
she turns around so that she's facing me. “you think?”
“well, the blonde looks better, but this isn't too terrible. Contrasts well with your pale skin and brings out the blue in your eyes.”
“wow, you're actually nicer to me when something terrible happens.”
I laugh and kiss her forehead, “get out of here so that I can shower.” she smiles and leaves the bathroom.
I make sure to just stick to the bar of soap. That's what's nice about having short hair, I don't need to use shampoo, soap works perfectly fine.
Veronica was already dressed when I got out and she was watching the T.V. “when's breakfast at?” she asks. I glance down at my watch and it read eight.
“um, about nine. Usually they come and tell us.”
“okay.”
I sit down on the bed beside her and we just sat and watched the morning cartoons for a little bit.
“Hey Veronica?”
“hmm?” she turns to look at me.
“I have a really weird question for you...”
“random weird or personal weird?” she asks.
“um, personal weird. But, like between us personal.”
“okay then, you can ask.”
“when we kissed last night, did you feel like, I don't know, a spark?”
she laughs, well actually it was more like a giggle. “that's your question?”
“well yeah...”
she smiles and shakes her head, “what do you think the answer is?”
“I don't know, can't exactly read your mind.”
“well it's yes. And for future reference, something like that goes both ways. It's practically impossible to feel a spark and have the other person not feel it. But, people do lie. So technically you already knew the answer.”
“I never said I felt anything.”
“you wouldn't have asked if you didn't.” she crawls over so that she's sitting in my view of the T.V. “so, what does that mean?”
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To Find the Lie, We Must Discard the Truth
Novela JuvenilSequel to "Blue Sky..." About seven months after Sky leaves, Ryan is set up in another relationship. Though the new girl isn't too far from his first love. Now Ryan is stuck between moving on and never giving up on his past. Which one will he choos...
