I woke up that morning with a sore head.
Then I remember, it's the first day of Summer. I'm on vacation and have zero plans for the day. Or for my life for that matter.
The sky outside was a deep blue. Not a cloud in sight. But to my eyes, it was gray.
I wasn't colorblind. I can see all seven colors of the Spectrum quite well and even enjoyed myself reading through the books of Blackest Night.
No, It's just that everything is gray. A gray window, A gray room, outside, it's gray grass on a gray lawn. Different shades of gray. But still. It's gray. Humdrum. Boring. Dull.
So as any rational about-to-be-sixteen guy would do on vacation, I went back to sleep.
It was warm out, the Aircon was in full blast. If I can't do anything, I'm not gonna perspire.
Not even to the given fact that that day was the hottest thing I ever knew.
At least, that's what I believed until she happened.
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This Should Make A Terrible Story
Teen FictionHow the hell do I spend my summer? Sixteen year old Arthur Grayson repeated the question to himself, over and over. He couldn't see her coming, and how she could possibly change his life. *NOTE: VERY MATURE. RATED R16*
