Living color girl

Chap 1. And so it began

Imagine looking down on the streets, hearing taxis and the hustle and bustle of people walking. Businessmen are on their phones, mothers are by their prams calming screaming babies with children close at hand. People are rushing about trying to get to their jobs, others are simply walking hand-in-hand trying to enjoy time together, and then in the middle of it all you see a girl.

She has bright red hair that seems to catch the sunlight and glow as she stands between the shadows of two skyscrapers. We don't know what she's doing but she standing tall with her head tilted towards the sun her hands are out open by her side, palms open and facing out in front of her. And she's smiling.

There's a boy of about 17 years of age, same as the girl, across the street and he sees this girl in the midst of all hurrying and the chaos, the beautiful wonderful chaos that's going on in the city. He's of average hight leaning towards the taller side of the spectrum but there isnt anyhting remarkable about him. With brown hair messily styled, warm brown eyes, acne dotted skin, and a unremarkably average height, he appeared to be just that, an average joe. But there was something about him that made him seem aproachable. Like there was a stronger person within him. Deep, deep within him but it's there. But most importantly, he's a curious person. And naturally curious people simply have to investigate. And so the boy did.

He crossed the street navigated the obstacle course that was mothers and businessmen and couples on the street and he made his way towards the girl.

     Instead of asking out right what she was doing, he mimicked her stance. As he did so with eyes closed he felt a hand gently enclose his. Suddenly he saw a myriad of colors dance across his eyelids like a moving painting. Bright yellows, reds, and oranges somehow blended perfectly with subtle blues and all the colors had varying hues. The brighter of the colors were vibrant like acrylic with only a few subtler undertones of blue that wove in and out like a stream of watercolor between the vibrant chaos.

" Boy." The girl turns and says, " I have given you a gift. It's one I have given to no other and in return for this gift I ask you to do something for me please."

"What could I do? Honestly I'm not even sure what you have me." The boy stuttered in stark contrast to the girls smooth calm tone. He began to think, unaware he was being studied, and as he thought of what he had just seen he decided 'Why the hell not?' the girl smiled.