The Hue Heroes

4

The group stood in the empty dim hallway, to early for class, but maybe not early enough for planning out what was next. They stood out badly, even without the real students there yet, and the only one who noticed was Yuliana.
"Guys, we should've bought different clothes." Yuliana awkwardly looked down at her yellow silk dress and golden sash. Mist of every shade swirled through the hall, everyone was nervous.
"Even if we had time to worry about that, we'd need to find a way to get money, and then where to actually get what we need." Rosalie replied.
"All that aside, I can't believe this worked." Garrison stared down at his student ID.
"Well there's no use worrying about all the little stuff now!" Bethany clapped her hands together. "Regardless of it we are here!" A big smile filled her face.
"As much as I dislike your view on everything, your right." Yuliana muttered.
"Awww!" Bethany clasped her arms around Yuliana, her blue hair mixing with Yulianas yellow locks. Yulianas eyes widened as she pulled away from Bethany's grip.
"Wait, where the hell is Owens orange head?" Rosalie said with a slight hint of concern.
The group looked at one another.
"Oh wonderful, isn't that exactly what we need right now." Pablo stared down at his bright pink nails, sighing.
Suddenly, Owen came running down the hall, carrying what seemed to be a pile of laundry.
"Look you guys!" Owen said at a normal voice level instead of his usual whisper.
"What-" Garrison watched Owen drop the pile of clothes on the floor.
"I found these gym clothes." Owen said sheepishly, already wearing one of the white t-shirts and green gym shorts.
Pablo's eyes widened in pure panic. "That is NOT going on my beautiful body." Pablo teleported into a locked classroom.
"His problem, not ours." Rosalie said as she picked up a pair.

After each changed, Pablo finally reappeared again, still in his pink suit.
"You sure you don't-" Bethany began.
"Positive." Pablo cut her off.
The sound of buses pulling up could be heard as students finally began pooling in. Each group member quickly began making way to their first classes with only one goal on their mind, somehow convince at least one person to join the crusade.