Spectrum
I was sat watching an indigo girl from the back of the class, she was swivelled round in her chair to face a tall scarlet boy. Captain of the football team. I watched him smirk and brush off her comments but observed the patch of magenta growing in his stomach in small spots. As she twirled her hair round her finger her cheeks were turning sky blue. She reached over and touched his hand and lilac began to grow from fingernail to wrist on the pair as he laughed and she blushed hard.
A teacher entered right on time. A washed out purple lady. As the lesson progressed and we still failed to understand which side of a triangle was a hypotenuse I could see a navy patch appear and expand in her chest as she sighed and sat down.
Half way through the lesson a boy stumbled in muttering apologies.
He'd joined a month or two ago, head down mentality, going out of his way to fly under the radar. But this boy, he'd caught my eye from the moment I saw him.
He was grey.
Nothing about that ever changed. No joke that he heard, no embarrassment that befell him. It was always grey with him. I didn't understand it.
I'd seen people in every shade before, daffodil yellow, baby blue, soft peach and bright turquoise. But nobody like him.
He slouched into a desk and stared vacantly at the board until the bell went.
"You studied for the test?" The orange kid in front of me asked his friend as he slung his bag over his shoulder.
The pink in his friend's face faded instantly to a pale green "Test?!" He asked.
I looked for the grey boy as I walked to the art block but he was nowhere to be seen.
I passed my brother leaving the classroom I was entering he had little turquoise spots appearing on his stomach as he spoke to a short boy with flushed purple cheeks.
I don't know why I expected any less.
This is exactly why we're known as the 'Gay brothers.' I know 'gay' and 'way', it rhymes wow great pun dude fucking hilarious.
After classes ended I was walking through the school out towards the front with Patrick- a short pale blue boy, Joe- a curly haired bright orange boy and Ryan- a lilac boy with heavy eyeliner. Patrick's chest and face were a dark navy from the test he'd just failed. As always I was the only one who sensed his heavy mood.
"Cheer up, Trick it doesn't matter." I reassured him.
"Yeah whatever." He muttered.
Joe elbowed him, let's go to the park later you can push Ryan in the pond. A slight purple crept into Patrick's face at that and he offered Joe a small smile.
There was a crash up ahead and I looked and saw the grey boy pick himself up off the floor then continue to jump at the top of some lockers unsuccessfully.
The three of us exchanged a glance.
I walked ahead of the others and straight up to the boy.
"Hey. Are you alright?" I asked.
He started but his face didn't change.
"Yeah." He said simply.
I saw the pile of books on top of the locker in front of him.
"You want me to get that?" I offered. He was shorter that I'd thought now that I was speaking to him.
He hesitated.
"Please." He sighed.
I grabbed the books and handed them to him.
"Thanks. I'm Urie's latest game." He sighed.
Ryan's face went violently blue at that. I'd suspected he liked Brendon for some time now but I wasn't going to say anything until he did.
"I'll kick his ass for you." I grinned.
"Yeah sure string-bean." He raised an eyebrow. Patrick chuckled.
"Watch it or I'll put those back." I gestured to the books. "You walking home?"
"Yeah." He said nervously.
"Walk with us, it'll be fun."
He swallowed hard. "Yeah okay."
"Oh and I'm Mikey Way."
"I think I've heard of you..."
"Yeah I'm sure. Patrick, Joe and Ryan." I pointed to the guys watching me with bemused expressions.
"Pete Wentz." He introduced himself.
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It looked as though it was going to rain pretty soon so the park was almost deserted. Patrick, Pete and I sat on the grass watching Joe chase Ryan towards the pond.
Pete's lips twitched a little as Joe tackled Ryan and the two tumbled into the water.
"If you were wondering, yes they're always like this." Patrick nodded to Pete, his lips twitched again but nothing changed.
I didn't like him being grey. He was a pretty guy. He should be a bright yellow or red at the least. He should be a happy colour.
Ryan trekked back over shaking his damp hair out of his eyes, Joe followed behind a new shade of violet flushing him out.
He was embarrassed.
"What happened?" I addressed Joe. He seemed a little taken aback. "You're embarrassed. What happened?" Pete looked up at that.
"Hurley's over there and I got pond weed stuck in my hair and he was laughing his ass off." He paused to brush his hair out of his face then addressed me directly, "Christ Mikes I'll never know how you can read people like that."
I just shrugged. "Look he's coming back." I gestured to the dark haired boy making his way towards us. He flopped down next to Joe and grinned at him.
"Nice one, Trohman."
"Shut up, Hurley."
"Listen, there's a party at Gaskarth's place tomorrow. Fancy coming? Like with me?" He asked.
The rest of us exchanged a smirk as Joe struggled to remember how to use the English language.
Joe's chest swelled Crimson with happiness.
"Sounds great." He finally replied.
"Awesome I'll pick you up at seven....walk home with me?"
I watched the red in Joe's chest expanded as he said his goodbyes and followed after Andy.
Pete was staring at me with an intense curiosity.
"You alright?" I asked
"I uh...yeah it's nothing." He mumbled.
"It's gonna rain in a few we should go." Ryan suggested.
The other two split from us about ten minutes from my street and thirty seconds before it began to rain.
Pete shivered as heavy rain spilt down the back of his tshirt.
"Here." I shrugged my hoodie off and tossed it at him so he couldn't decline.
He shrugged it on and glanced at me and I swore his cheeks tinted pink for half a second but I looked again and he was grey.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"How do you read people so easily? I've noticed you do it at school as well it's like you can tell exactly how they're feeling by one look." He asked shaking his head.
"You wouldn't believe me." I shrugged. No one did. Not even Gerard, although he did his best to pretend like I wasn't crazy.
"Try me." Pete stopped walking.
"Nah." I shook my head and attempted to walk past.
He place a hand either side of my arms and locked eyes with me.
"Try me." He repeated.
It appeared that the boy I'd been so fascinated by was equally as interested in me. I didn't exactly know how to react to this because in all honesty, it had never happened before.
I shook my head and took a deep breath, ready for him to laugh and walk away.
"Alright. How about I see people in colours. Depending on their character they're a different colour. Ryan is lilac, Joe is orange, Patrick is baby blue. I can see what they're feeling. They change colour. spots on your stomach is nerves. Change of colour in your chest is happiness. Or sadness, depends. Each colour relates to a different feeling but it changes depending on what your normal shade is. Crazy, right?"
There was a pause and my vision fell to the ground.
"Crazy isn't the word I'd go for. Intriguing more so. Or beautiful if you want to be a romantic." I met his eyes once more and he smiled a tiny bit. Brief, but it was there.
He didn't think I was crazy.
Of course, he could be lying but he was so different to anybody I had ever met. Something about that told me he was speaking from his heart.
"Do you want to be a romantic?" I smirked, deciding to push my luck.
This time I definitely saw the pink flash across his cheeks. It was pale and only for a second or two but it was there.
"Maybe."
"This is me." I stopped outside a small house. He went to take his hoodie off. "Keep it. You going to Gaskarth's party?"
"Not really my kinda gig."
"Me neither. Wanna go to the park again instead? 7 o clock, same place?" I asked hopefully. He seemed unsure.
He hesitated then glanced at me for a second.
"Yeah okay. See you later, Way."
And I watched the grey boy pull up his hood and walk on into the downpour.
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This one is a little long, I might have gotten a bit carried away. Not only that but I'm definitely doing a part two of this so yikes.
This one is probably one of my stranger ones so let me know what you think. Also feel free to comment requests/ideas for the next story I'm always happy to get suggestions!!
Thanks for reading and I've got about 9 pieces of work that I'm supposed to be doing so I'm gonna blast but thanks for the reads, votes and comments (*^-^*)
Until the next chapter,
~Lauren xoxo