I wasn't sure what was going on the next morning. Blinking wildly, I walked over to Wills room and knocked on the door, a colorful blue book in my hand. He opened, not groggy at all. "Is this blue?" I asked. He smiled slightly and nodded. "But this is grey." I confirmed, pointing to my shirt. He frowned then shook his head. "That's maroon." Oh. I wiped sweat off my brow. "I can't see any other color. Like, maybe it'll flash for a second, but then it'll disappear like it was never there." He opened the door wider. I walked in. "Okay." He said slowly, trying to figure it out. "Okay. We'll get through this."
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Black and White
FanfictionSoulmates: the interest of our generation. We live and breath for them, walk and talk about them. It's so exciting finding yours- that moment when the blacks, whites and greys burst into color and you can see them for the first time in a real ligh...
