I wiped my eyes and looked up and in front of me, stood someone who I hadn't seen in two years. "I'm so sorry." "Thank you." I politely replied and wiped my eyes one more time. "You know," he said, trying to lighten the mood. "Black doesn't suit you very well." I looked down at my plain black dress. I had the urge to punch him right in the face. How dare he say that to me? He just smiled. "Orange looks good on you." Romance Teen Fiction Humor PG-13 all rights reserved to laurensstories_All Rights Reserved