Color Blind (Interracial)

Prologue

Prologue

Saying Good-bye

-Gwen-

I looked down the hallway one last time. I sighed taking in the recirculated air one last time. My good friend Shay came up behind me and put her hand on my shoulder. I turned to look at her and she pulled me into a hug.

"I'm gonna miss you Gwen. It won't be the same without you." She said squeezing me tightly.

She released me and I looked at her. Shay wasn't one to cry, but she was on the brink of tears and it made me even sadder.

"I know. I'm going to miss you too. I wish I didn't have to move, And to Georgia of all places. I was hoping more along the lines of Florida." I joked.

Shay and I laughed. Shay dried the tears from her eyes just as I looked over my shoulder. I then turned back to Shay who was desperately trying not to cry again.

"Where is he?" I asked.

"I don't know. He said he was coming." Shay informed me. I sighed again. I heard a car horn from outside. I looked out the glass doors and saw my father waving for me to come out.

"He better come soon because my dad is outside." I sighed. Just then I heard footsteps racing down the hallway. I turned and saw my best friend Ryan running down the hall towards me. I smiled knowing that I wouldn't leave without saying good bye to him. As he reached me, he stopped to catch his breath.

"Took you long enough." I said somewhat sarcastically.

"I'm so sorry. Got held up in a meeting but you know I wouldn't let you go without saying good bye." He said.

I walked up to him and threw my arms around his neck. He responded by putting his hands around my waist. I felt a tear escape my eye.

"I'm gonna miss you Gwen." Ryan choked.

"I'm going to miss you too Ryan." I said trying to hold back more tears. I felt Ryan's hands moving lower on my back, but I thought nothing of it. I sighed and Ryan reluctantly let me go.

"I hope they treat you well in Georgia, especially the guys. If any guy, I mean any guy messes with you, you let me know. I'll come down there to kill him." Ryan warned jokingly. I laughed a little. "and one more thing..."

Ryan reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver chain with a heart charm on the end. He walked behind me with the necklace in hand. I lifted my hair from my back. I felt the cold silver grace my collarbone and the heat of Ryan's hand against the back of my neck.

"Remember me whenever you wear it." Ryan said as he clasped the necklace. I dropped my hair and turned back to Ryan.

"I'll wear it every day." I said giving Ryan another hug. My father honked the horn again. I looked out at him. He was waving again for me to come out again.

"Looks like this is it. I'm going to miss you." I said, tears flowing down my face.

"Keep in touch. Let us know everything." Shay said hugging me. She was crying freely now, unable to control her emotions. She let go of me then backed away so I could give Ryan one more hug. Ryan's arms slipped around my waist one last time.

"Take care Gwen." He said, his voice breaking. He pulled away from me, then kissed my cheek softly. He slowly let me go as I inched towards the door. My hand went for the necklace that now held a place on my neck. I walked outside of the glass doors still looking in at my friends. I waved once more at them before climbing into the car with my father.

Tears were still falling down my face. Ryan, Shay and I have been friends since the second grade when we were grouped together for a project. We never imagined we would ever be separated.

"Its ok sweetheart. You will still get to talk to them." My father said trying to console me.

"But it won't be the same." I said choking a little.

My father pulled out of the school parking lot. I looked into the backseat of the car. There were boxes piled up.

"We're going to pick up your mother, then we're on our way to our new home." My father said. I ignored him. I stared out the window, remembering all the memories I made with Ryan and Shay. Moving in the middle of senior year was never something I envisioned I would do, but here I was on my way to my new home, Whitesville.