It was a small room, barely able to fit twenty students and a few teachers. Ten kids were in the room, their ages ranging from twelve to fourteen. They all wore the same uniform, a white dress shirt, a black blazer with the same school crest on it, black slacks for the boys and a color coded skirt for the girls, black dress shoes, and a color coded tie. Each color was the same bright purple, chosen in a vote by the students. Each student wore their uniform differently, some with the blazer on their shoulders or around their waist, or knee length shorts or a knee length skirt.
A boy with platinum blond hair, icy blue eyes, and pale skin was standing in the front of the room. "WHY IS THIS ON THE SCREEN!?!?" he yelled, pacing in front of the digital whiteboard.
Another boy with dark gray hair, one brown eye, one bright blue eye, and light skin, which wasn't as light as the other's, shrugged, trying not to laugh. "I don't know," he said, leaning his head on his fist.
"P-Probably R-Rav-ven's f-fault..." a ravenette said, looking down at the tabel with his golden eyes. He traced a pattern on the tabel, his light tan skin looking paler than usual.
Just then, a hyper girl with shoulder length dirty blonde hair, light skin, and bright green eyes ran up to the group of three. She poked the youngest, Ethan, on the forehead, then declared, "I freed the Jedi from the Color Vortex of Oblivion!"
Ethan jumped, then said, "You didn't release Alma, right?'
The blonde sighed, the replied with, "Ethan... Alma isn't in the Color Vortex of Oblivion... it's in the Cage of Ice in Raxen.
Eathen let out a shaky breath, quickly nodding his head.
"You sure are active today, Raven," the heterochromia boy said, looking at the girl.
She waved her hand like she was dismissing him, then said, "Jack Jack Jack. You know I'm an active person."
Jack couldn't help but laugh at this. The blond boy in front of the board grumbled under his breath. "Active on a computer..." he muttered, crossing his arms over his chest and turning away from the small group. When he started walking away, he bumbed into a girl with light brown hair, light blue, almost white eyes, and unnaturally pale skin. "Sorry! I didn't see that you were there!" the boy blurted out.
The girl laughed, reaching out to grab his sleeve. "It's okay, Alois!" she giggled, rubbing her thumb on the fabric of his sleeve. "This outfit is too monochrome..." she complained, moving her hand to Alois' tie. "The only color is this tie..."
Jack shrugged, then said, "It's all the same to me!"
The girl frowned, the moved her hand to the badge. "Well at least you can see," she retorted, letting go of Alois' badge and walking away.
"I'll come with you, Eva!" Alois called after the girl, quickly catching up with her.
"What was that about?" a deeper voice asked. The owner of the voice, a fourteen year old Asian boy with tan skin, dark almond shaped eyes, and dark buzz-cut hair, sat down next to Ethan, pulling out a peice of paper and a pencil.
"An-nother e-epis-sode..." Ethan said in his quiet voice. Ethan quickly stood up and ran over to a ginger haired girl that was writing on the wall length white board. He was a small boy, only coming up to the girl's shoulder. "No, don't do that!" he protested as the girl started erasing something written on the board.
"So..." the Asian boy stared.
"You know it, Zan," Jack replied, laughing lightly. "It's as normal as it can be."
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Swirls of Colors
FantasyAll her life, all she's felt was colors. All his life, he's only seen black, white, and unlimited shades of gray. They're both in their own social group, separated from the rest.Classes filled with the "weird", the "outcasts", the "disabled", and th...
