Blue, everything seems to be blue. The sky, tears, the sea, diamonds, and his eyes. The most beautiful blue of them all. I watched him whenever I can. In class, when he was out side playing soccer, and on the bus. That's all I could stare at the beautiful boy I knew not but cared for so tenderly. The other times I could not stare for then he's to far yet so close but if there was more time in my life with that beautiful boy I would stare at his eyes, stare until my life force drained away. Having all these thoughts because of that one beautiful boy. Sam Golbach I've never felt like this before for anyone not even my family because everything was blue, cold and sad. But he the beautiful Sam makes me feel warm no not warm like red but warm like a nice bright pink the kind that lights the sky during sun rise to start the beautiful new day so I can stare at that one beautiful boy.
Today I sit watching Sam through the window breathing blue as I see him play his game happily. All the girls love him "Sam" they cry lovingly longing for just a touch of his beautiful blue eyed gaze. They breathe red, lust, and anger for him, as Sam runs to the field they fight out of red breath "he's mine, don't touch him, back off" they argue. All this for him the man whom I not know his colors, I don't know what this beautiful boy breathes for I only know the breath of blue. "Riiiiiinngg" I hear the bell and rush to my next class, Science. "Class today I'm exchanging seats please listen for your names" the teacher says aloud. "Sam Golbach seat 12" the teacher says, he's at the back I can't stare at him now or I'll get caught. "Colby seat 11" the teacher yells. Seat 11....I sit by Sam. The beautiful boy I like, with the beautiful blue eyes. Yup that Sam. "O-okay" I stutter hesitantly going to my new seat. One wrong move and it's over. Just as I'm about to sit down I miss my chair and fall on the ground dropping all my things. It's all over, any chance I had with Sam is gone, no more sweet beautiful blue eyed boy. "Are you okay" Sam asks helping me pick up my stuff, I nod and just stare at him admiration. Oh god his voice, smooth like waves crashing gently on a rock, quiet as if he was even to shy to talk to a mouse. I snap out of my trance when he hands me my books "thanks" I whisper so the teacher won't hear. He just smiles and sits back in his seat. Beautiful boy beautiful boy beautiful boy. He's all I think of now I'm next to him staring. I know it's creepy but I can't help it his eyes his skin his hair everything is perfect, he's perfect. Please beautiful boy teach me the color of perfect.Sup dudes I got tired of writing Neko I'll probably write it another time but I wanted to try a new writing style do you like it? If you don't then I'll continue this like this and go back to normal on my other books if u do I'll try to do more books like this while also having my old style too. (Plz tell me any typos in the comments so I can fix them) K that's really all I have to say Adios🌈
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Breathing blue//Solby
AléatoireAll Colby's POV Colby describes stuff in colors this is also me trying a new writing style