This is so weird. Daniel is head over heels for this girl and it is so obvious, the grass is green and the sky is blue obvious, that’s not the weird part. Generally, when someone has a crush on someone their cor shows a bright colour, for most people its orange or yellow, with a tinge of green, the common colours for anticipation and joy, as well as that bit of apprehension. So the two people involved know immediately and well it’s hard to ignore after that, and right now Daniel’s bead was a freaking sunset. Poor dude.
“Hi, I’m Venus,” I shake her hand, “Violet.”
She gasps, “V and V,” she was still shaking my hand. “We never get new people that aren’t tourists,”
“Yeah, I just got here, which reminds me I should probably head back I’m suppose to be there by lunch.”
“Oh,” she finally drops my hand, “Alright hope to se-”
“Daniel?” I turn to leave, “Coming?”
“Uh yeah bye,” he sped towards me barely looking at Venus.
“Bye,” she called back, her purple was gone.
When she was out of sight I finally asked, “What the hell was that?”
“Was what?” his sunset had dimmed to a red.
“I’m not blind you have a crush on her.”
“Yeah well so do most the guys around here.”
I halted, “and what she strings them along? What a bitch.”
“She doesn’t,” he looked at me his expression cold, his cor was lavender, “Look your house is that way just turn right at the corner at the end of the street. I have to get back to my stall.”
I watched his back disappear. What is wrong with me, I’ve only been here a few hours and the first thing I do to people my age is make them mad, great, this summer is going to be just great. My cor was an alarming orange, the street vendors didn’t even try to haggle with me, even more surprising was that Glenda didn’t either.
I was getting ready for bed when a knock came at my door, “Come in.”
Glenda walked in with a bundle in her arms, I immediately lit up yellow. “My books!” She sat down on my bed which I leapt on to immediately.
“Your sister sent them, they were sitting at the post office while you were out, I was going to pick them up tomorrow but thought I’d do it now.”
It was the first time I’ve seen Glenda’s cor turn blue, “Why?” I asked.
“Well you were so sad during lunch,” she touched her necklace.
“I was?”
“So bright orange, just like your mother was on her down days,”
I felt my cor thud. “No, Glenda, I was angry,” I said, “at myself, and a little bit at these people I met at the market.”
She lit up, “You were angry? At people your age,” I nodded slowly. “That’s great your making friends,” she laughed as she stood up and laid the books beside me.
“I don’t think I made a good first impression,” I said, she laughed again.
“Goodnight.”
She had her hand on the door knob when I stopped her, “Glenda?” she turned, “my sad colour is violet, just so you know.”
Her hand went over her necklace again.
The next morning the door bell rang after breakfast. Glenda went out beforehand and so I was alone, until I opened the door, it was Venus.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you or anything, I just wanted to talk to you and Daniel told me where you live, we live really close to each other, I just didn’t think I introduced myself well yesterday and-” I felt my cor turn yellow, and she sucked in her breath, “I’m so sorry, I’m yapping.”
I juggled my options and decided to give her the benefit of the doubt, “Do you want to come in?” She nodded. We sat ourselves down opposite to each other, in Glenda’s tropical themed living room. Unfortunately, it did not match the mood.
“So you want to introduce yourself?”
“Yeah,” she said softly, “I get the feeling you don’t like me very much.”
“What makes you say that?”
“Well your cor is orange,” her fingers were playing with the hem of her dress, but she didn’t break eye contact once, “It’s just that I saw you on your way home yesterday and you seemed really mad and your colour is similar to now, with a bit of pink but I don’t think that’s a good thing.”
I almost scoff, does she really care that much about how other people think of her.
“Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to guilt you into anything, I just want there to be a good thing between us that’s all,” her round eyes gushed heartfelt.
“Its really none of my business,” I start.
“It was what happened with Daniel yesterday wasn’t it?” My wrist went yellow again. “I thought so,” she sighed, “it’s not what you think. I know he has a crush on me and I know it’s cruel of me not to acknowledge it but we’ve been friends for the longest time and I really don’t want anything to change, he’s one of my only friends here. I’m more of a spectacle to the guys here and a target for the girls.” She paused, unsure. “I guess maybe we could be different and I don’t know with you around maybe I could face Daniel but I know it’s selfish, so it really is okay if your out.”
My cor turned into a light green. Venus sighed in relief, then smiled.
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