Everything Is Blue

Allure of Stiletto

Blue's POV
The first time i met Cole. About 9 months ago, at Dale's birthday party.You may be wondering 'who's Dale?'. Well at the time Dale was like a spark , lighting up my eternal darkness (but was surrounded by fuel). I loved him more than anything (at the time).

I went to this party expecting it to be the same as every other party thrown by Dale, same people and all but this one was one i would never forget. By the time i got there Dale was already off his face and talking to some random girl barely acknowledging that i had arrived.I walked over to him and possessively kissed him on the cheek, making the bimbo that was twisting her dirty blonde between her fingers awkwardly walk away. I knew how to make girls walk away, i had more than enough experiences with Dale. He turned his head and finally acknowledged me, barely. He insisted on introducing me to his new friends. I loved Dale. I didn't love his friends, however. They were all ignorant, arrogant, childish assholes. So i wasn't looking forward to meeting these new members of the 'gang'. Politely, I half heartedly pulled the edges of my new mini skirt (that Dale didn't even appreciate) trying to cover my buttcheeks and made my way behind Dale to greet his new friends.I stood behind as Dale introduced me as his 'girlfriend', it warmed me. I stood out from Dale's shadow and froze. That's the first time i met Cole.

He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. I guess he must get used to that, the sudden pause in a person's natural expression when they looked his way followed by overcompensating with a nonchalant gaze and a weak smile. Of course the blush that accompanied it was a dead give-away yet i had to pull myself together as my boyfriend was stood right next to me. His eyes were a beautiful green in colour. People often talk about the colour of one's eyes, as if that was of importance,yet his eyes would be mesmerizing in any shade.From them came an intensity, a politeness, a gentleness and a confused expression which was brushed off when he put his hand out to shake mine followed by a gentle smile.
"Hey, I'm Cole..." he said in a low yet soft voice that sent chills throughout my body. I met his hand and gave a compassionate handshake accompanied by a tender smile.
"Blue." I added.
That's when I realised he wasn't like the rest of Dale's friends.

Cole's POV
This girl. She looked oddly familiar. I knew her but at the same time i didn't. Would i actually forget a face like hers though?

Before i even met her i was already expecting a good looking girl, by the way the guys talked about her and joked about how Dale was with someone like her. But good looking? That was a real understatement she was nothing less than perfect. She had the kindest, most honest, deep toffee brown eyes trimmed by long gorgeous eyelashes that added to her gentle, innocent look. Florid cheeks and desirable full lips, glazed with cherry lip balm that added further rosy colour. She wore little make up. She was effortlessly beautiful. She wasn't just flawless in her bone structure, her tanned skin was like silk over glass and she radiated an intelligent beauty. She wore a lacy black bralette that complimented her tanned skin and a sparkly gold mini skirt, like she needed to impress someone. She really was something else.

But her hair. The effortlessness of her wavy, midnight brown hair that rested below her shoulders, reminded me of someone I knew but didn't know...Rooftop cryer. Was it really her though?

Blue's POV
My boyfriend's party and I was bored. That doesn't make me a horrible person, i love Dale , i just hate his friends. You'd think i'd spend my boyfriends birthday with my boyfriend. But Dale prefers to get absolutely wasted and spend his time with the 'boys' and it was his birthday i didn't want to hassle him and make him spend every minute of every hour with me like a needy girlfriend. I just went where i find comfort at these overrated parties- the rooftop.

I made my way to the rooftop, in search of an empty space so i could finally breathe. I hated the overcrowding. It really gave me anxiety. The rooftop was a place i went often, no one comes up there, no one interrupts me there.