Hugs

03 » blue

... { " My favourite colour is blue. " }

Once the bell rang, signalling that school was finally over, I hugged my waist tightly as I squeezed through the crowd. Nobody even noticed me, which was good for me. The more invisible, the better.

I hurried off towards the counsellors building, hoping nobody saw me. Everybody always says that people who go to counselling are just trying to draw more attention to themselves, which is why I only scheduled the sessions after school, where no one would be around.

Here we go again.

I stared at the door for a moment, then took in a deep breath and went inside. Mr. Lucas greeted me with a friendly smile and offered me a seat. I sat down, looking at my lap while fiddling with my fingers.

"So, Ivory, although you have seen me many times, I haven't had the chance to get to know you," he began. "What's you favourite colour?" I could feel his gaze on me, but I kept my head down as a large lump formed in my throat. "Okay, how about I start us off? My favourite colour is green, but not like a forest green, more like a lime green. It has a sort of brightness to it...-" he dragged on and I was begging him in my mind to shut up.

Talk. The only way to shut this fool up is to talk.

But it's not that easy. I can't just...talk.

Come on! Don't be a wuss! Just one simple word.

I cleared my throat and swallowed the hard lump down. "...B-blue," I mumbled quietly, stopping Mr. Lucas.

"W-what?" he asked a little surprised.

"Blue." I repeated, a little louder this time. I could feel my heart slamming itself against my chest and my hands were shaking. I tried to breathe in, but I realised that I had already filled my lungs with air to the point where they were burning.

Mr. Lucas blinked a few times in silence before a wide grin was printed on his thin lips. "Your favourite colour is blue... that's brilliant!"

I gave him a short nod, which he returned before he wrote something down on the paper attached to the clipboard he held.

"This is a great start, Ivory. So, what did you have for dinner last night?"

Pancakes.

I almost laughed at the thought and tried to hide the smile that broke out onto my face with my hands. I wanted to say it, I really did and I tried to, but I must have looked like a fish out of water because I kept opening and closing my mouth. Suddenly, the door swung open, startling both me and Mr. Lucas.

An unfamiliar person stormed into the room. "We need to talk!"

A/N:

Ooh what's gonna happen?? I will update in a few days time, who knows, maybe tomorrow :D Oh and sorry for the cliffhanger.

Also, a huge, mighty thank you to smiles ferreros and cookie monster, for being such wonderful people and commenting their long thoughts about this story :) Love ya! xxx

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