High school, if one word could describe this place it would be grey. But a darker shade of grey like boredom, depression, and just plain sucks. Yes we can see in certain shades of grey but nothing more, pretty boring eh? Yeah we're lame.
But first to homeroom to figure out my schedule. And my homeroom this year is Mrs. Collins. Cool she's one of the nice ones. Immediately I go to my desk and sit down waiting for home room to begin, like always there's a few new faces some cute girls wink and smile at me, others shy away.
I wouldn't say I'm bad looking but at 6'2 and a muscular appearance I tend to be labeled as hot or gorgeous. But how would anyone know if they couldn't see me for my colors. And there I go again thinking about colors that I don't see the new girl sitting next to me. She's cute in a way, 5'7 at least, very defined waist and arms but not too defined, long hair, nice set of clothes, hm.
"Hi I'm Cj" I say sticking my hand out towards her.
"Ebony, nice to meet you Cj." She says smiling.
She seems warm and friendly.
"So where are you from Ebony, and why move here in the middle of no where?" I ask.
She gives a playful smile.
"That's for me to know and you to find out she says as she winks and goes back to reading her book.
Hmm a girl that likes to keep me guessing. I like that.
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Colors
FantasySo you can't see color and neither can anyone else, but when you find your soulmate. You suddenly can see color, like the color of music and everything. But when you ask your Soulmate about the colors. They say "what colors?"
