Rainbow Lights

Chapter 1

My favorite color are her eyes. They say everyone has a their own unique color. Hers are a special kind of unique. Deep sky blue that collides with rich meadow green. I would stare into them for eternity if I could. But that would require her to look back at me. That was about as possible as winning the lottery, being struck by lighting, and getting hit by a plane all in one day. Yet I couldn't help but admire her from my desk. Krystal Rainet was the most breathtaking girl I had ever seen. We have the same art class; fourth period with Mrs. Lezorcheck. She was the best artist in school and Mrs. Lazorchecks star child. Maybe she was so amazing at art because she was a masterpiece herself. The way her golden brown hair with Kool Aid dyed blue tips fell on her shoulders and draped over her chest, when she focused and quickly sketched true works of art with her gentle little hands, how her smile glows like moonlight against an ocean when she looks at her finished work. Suddenly I felt a presence hovering over me. I turn to find Mrs. Lezorcheck looking down on my blank paper before glancing at me. "Get to work Ms. Harley" she says sternly as she slowly walks past my desk. I too look down on my pristine white paper and try to think of what I could do to to fill it. The assignment is paint something that represents you. What the ever loving hell represents me? A rotten banana peel? I absorb myself in thought trying to find something inside of me to spill out on paper. Then in a flash my little lightbulb of idea lights up. I walk across the quite class room taking in the aroma of acrylic paint and grab water colors. In moments I'm back at my desk pouring red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, indigo, and violet in an arch across the blank sheet. Soon I have a simple rainbow. If asked by Mrs. Lezorcheck how this represents me I'll give her some bullshit like its peaceful or its original like me, but really it's because I'm about as straight as a cooked noodle. While my girl loving heart was distracted by Krystal my not so creative head said "Hey you're gay. Gays like rainbows. It's your whole flag man. Oh I know lets paint a rainbow!" I'm a real outside of the box thinker. "Alright put your work in the drying racks you'll get your grades next class" Mrs. Leszorcheck says without looking up from her grade book. I fumble my way to one of the drying racks and find Krystal following close behind me. My heart is doing summersaults as she becomes close enough for me to smell her sweet floral scented perfume that lingers on her porcelain skin. "Great rainbow" Krystal says looking over my shoulder. I slowly turn facing her "Oh me?.. This...Oh..." My brain is overloading. Krystal Rainet just talked to me. Krystal Rainet just complimented my art. Shit what do I say? "...Thanks I like your..." I break away from the gaze that I had set on those eyes of hers and look at her paper. It's a beautiful, and rather realistic, human skull. She too choose water color to create it. I slightly grin to myself. "That's a really good skull." I finally manage to push out of my mouth. It's enough to make her moonlight smile shine towards me and I can feel butterflies fluttering inside myself. After we put our pieces in the rack for drying, I watch her pack up her stuff and head to her next class. What a babe.