Blue's room was tiny.
She had a double bed on one side that just fit snugly to the left of them and on the other side of the room stood an oak desk and dresser.
There was no space between any of the walls and her bed.
Down the center of her room was just enough of a path to walk through her room from her window to her door.
Her bedspread was dark blue and her walls were white and bare.
Grey started to understand her point of view a little better.
"Welcome to my prison."
Blue gestured with both arms around her room.
Grey chuckled.
"I like it actually, it's very..."
"Trapped? Small? Claustrophobic?"
Blue offered.
"Cozy. It's nice."
Blue tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and gave him an almost smile as she sat on her bed.
"Cozy."
Blue scoffed.
"That's a white lie if I ever heard one,"
Grey sat on the other end of the bed and faced Blue.
"Lie?"
Grey scoffed in return.
"One thing you'll learn about me is that out of everything I am, I'm most definitely not a liar."
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Grey And Blue
Teen Fiction-excerpt- "She was a pretty sight to see. She'd look even prettier if she smiled. But she never did. Only watched, silent, thoughtful, blue. Blue hair, blue eyes, blue girl. A beautiful, blue, strange creature." _____________________________________...
