Colors Are Over Rated (A Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)
Chapter One- Part 1
My life sucks. At least that's what other people believe."Poor color blind Macy!"
I didn't even know I was "different" until I was around six. I just was never good with my colors. Everything either looked gray, black or white. After much debate my parents took me to an eye doctor and he told them that their was, indeed, special.
I don't have any friends at school. Nobody wants to socialize with a grade A freak which is fine with me. Friendships are too hard, too complex. Black & white, that's how things need to be. If only other people would see that. Music is the only thing that is allowed to be complex in my life. The way the beat changes or the chorus changes slightly.
Music is my colors. I guess you could say Eric is my colors too but not in the way you think. My parents seem to think just because my condition has the world "blind" in it that's what I really am. Hence forth Eric, he's my guide.
"Hello Macy," Eric calls in the usual greeting but, like always, I ignore him.
Eric's green eyes render his hurt but they change in a second. I know what you're thinking. "How does she know they're green." Well, I'm color blind not stupid. You'd think that after a few times of someone shouting a color at you, you discover a way to shut them up. I can tell the color by the shade of gray or black it is.
"Macy are you okay? You've been staring off into space for a the past five minutes." Eric interrupts my thoughts with his annoying questions.
"I'm fine." I snap.
It's not that I don't like Eric, it's just that I don't like the idea of him. He treats me like a child even though we're the same age. He's sometimes even worse then my parents. We have almost all the same classes in school and my parents insist that he stays with me all. The. Time.
When we reach Eric's car I step inside without another world and we drive home.
I didn't even know I was "different" until I was around six. I just was never good with my colors. Everything either looked gray, black or white. After much debate my parents took me to an eye doctor and he told them that their was, indeed, special.
I don't have any friends at school. Nobody wants to socialize with a grade A freak which is fine with me. Friendships are too hard, too complex. Black & white, that's how things need to be. If only other people would see that. Music is the only thing that is allowed to be complex in my life. The way the beat changes or the chorus changes slightly.
Music is my colors. I guess you could say Eric is my colors too but not in the way you think. My parents seem to think just because my condition has the world "blind" in it that's what I really am. Hence forth Eric, he's my guide.
"Hello Macy," Eric calls in the usual greeting but, like always, I ignore him.
Eric's green eyes render his hurt but they change in a second. I know what you're thinking. "How does she know they're green." Well, I'm color blind not stupid. You'd think that after a few times of someone shouting a color at you, you discover a way to shut them up. I can tell the color by the shade of gray or black it is.
"Macy are you okay? You've been staring off into space for a the past five minutes." Eric interrupts my thoughts with his annoying questions.
"I'm fine." I snap.
It's not that I don't like Eric, it's just that I don't like the idea of him. He treats me like a child even though we're the same age. He's sometimes even worse then my parents. We have almost all the same classes in school and my parents insist that he stays with me all. The. Time.
When we reach Eric's car I step inside without another world and we drive home.
Notes
STORY TIME!Ok so in gym there's this guy and he's a giant asshole & we were playing flag football (the American kind) and he grab the flag that was on my hip cause I had the ball so when he pulls the flag off I go "Lennox, this isn't a game of grab ass." Everyone laughed sooooo hard except for the dude. He was really piss.... ANYWAYS! I hope you liked it! 2nd chapter will be put up soon!
11/12/13