Red- Anger
The first time Ashley saw the color red was June 7th, 2118.
She drowsily made her way to the lunchroom, exhausted after a full night of cramming for one of her last History tests of the year. Although she was tired from her lack of sleep, she was filled with a new source of energy; anger, fueling her every step. She pushed open the door, loud chatter and obnoxious laughter filling the room. She took a seat on the bench next to Zoey, and brought her hand to her face, despite Zoey's initial welcoming smile. Her stomach, for a moment, threatens to fill with butterflies, but her frustration fails to subside.
Zoey, concerned, asks about what's bothering her. "What's got'cha down, crazy clown?"
"This fucking history class will be the death of me." Ashley takes her hands off her face. She pulls the test out of her folder and slaps it on the table with a loud thump, revealing the circle with a big F in the center.
"Yikes, dyke. That sucks. Weren't you up all night, fuckin', hitting those books?"
"Yeah, that's why I'm so fucking tired." Ashley says while yawning. "And pissed. Tired and pissed. And gay, but that's not news to anyone."
"Is there some way you can get any extra credit? I mean, finals are next week, and there's practically like, no work left to do."
"I know and I'm screwed. "
"Meet after school to study for finals? It's all I can to do help you out."
Ashley glances to the lunch table, looking at the test once more. Oh... oh. The once dark grey circle and letter at the top of the page is now a bright, almost painful-to-look-at red, parading her failure even more spectacularly. She sighs, before looking up at Zoey with slight realisation. They lock eyes, and Ashley smiles.
"Yeah. I guess so."
The first time Zoey saw the color red was July 3rd, 2118.
Zoey and Ashley were watching the final episode of the Bachelor. Zoey goes into the kitchen to make some popcorn during commercial break.
"bitch ya BBETTER HURRY THE HYUCK UP IF YOU WANNA SEE WHO HE CHOOSES CAUSE IT'S COMING ON RIGHT NOW! IMMA 'BOUT TO WIN DIS BET MOTHAFUCKA!" Ashley yells.
"oooOOOOO SHIT." Zoey immediately drops the bag of popcorn, or rather throws it across the kitchen, and runs to the couch. She slips in some water, falling flat on the ground right in front of the tv, just in time for the choosing.
"Oww-ch-aAh." Zoey sits close to the tv and cheers Amanda on while Ashley cheers on Alyssa. They watch in anticipation as the bachelor, Nathan, lifts the final rose.
THE WINNER IS....
Zoey gets even closer to the tv and Ashley sits at the very edge of her seat.
Nathan walks towards both of the girls, before the camera suddenly turns and zooms in on...
ALYSSA!!!
Ashley jumps up, yelling in victory while Zoey screams in defeat.
"Son of a bitch Nathan! You're gonna be alone forever!"
"Zoey, no. Amanda was too crazy for him. He needs a girl like Alyssa; quiet, calm, but not afraid to get a little wild or let loose now and then, ya know?"
"Listen up, bitch tits! Alyssa is the biggest slut in the group, like someone I know." Zoey says jokingly, looking at Ashley. Ashley holds her hands up in false surrender
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