Your thecolor

x. by StartScribbling12


love is like lighting you get struck once, and baby it kills. "I color outside the lines."

Fact: Elevator Circles: Walking Awkwardly around a large elevator lobby after you press the button, because you don't which elevator door to stand by.

I. Amaranth Pink

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An enraged auburn hair girl collapsed to the floor in front of a freshly cleaned dorm room. She was acting very over dramatic, and said girl almost began sobbing right there in the hallway. Any random passerby would have thought that she just had been stabbed, or worse; been dumped. But, no. That was not the case. You see, this auburn hair girl got one of the shittiest dorm rooms on campus. The room itself was no bigger than a McDonald's handicap stall in the bathroom.

"Don't you think your overreacting?" I said, putting a hand on the girl's shoulder for support, though I rolled my eyes.

"O-overreacting!?" She jumped from her position on the floor. "Olette! You can talk! Your dorm is a corner dorm! You have your own toilet!" She yelled, pulling at her auburn locks. I sighed. I pitted her. Truth be told, this dorm room was crappy.

"We can't get it changed, Kairi. You know that. You're the one who signed up for a single dorm, you know." I clarified, digging through my tote bag for my LG EnV 2 phone.

"I understand. But, how am I supposed to work with this! You know how many clothes I have." Kairi slid down the door frame, picking up her cappuccino. Taking a sip, she continued. "I mean, I can't live here. It's in the dumps!" To emphasize what she meant, lights on the ceiling were blinking in and out, and her neighbors were as loud as ever.

"Think of it this way, Kairi," I said, texting on my phone, "You'll never be here. Remember, you party all the time. Hence, your addiction to coffee." You see, back in the tenth grade, Kairi started to go out and party all night, and every morning, she needed a kick. We lived down the block from a Starbucks, and went there every morning for the poor girl.

"And this is why we are best friends, Olette! You can cheer me up no matter what!" Kairi said, raising the cup as if to toast.

"Yeah, yeah. And best friends let their best friend go see their dorm for once. Come on, we have been here a what, good four hours, and we have not stopped to find my dorm. All we know is that it is a corner room." I stood, helping Kairi up and we walked down the hall.

My dorm, was indeed nice. It had a nice view of downtown, and it did have it's own toilet. It came with a single twin bed, neatly made, and a nice black wood desk. The closet already had shelving units and a dresser. That's all I needed. Walking in, Kairi was almost about to cry again, and began to angst about how her room was so much smaller. I ignored her, and pulled out my Amaranth pink Mac Book and left it on the desk. I didn't feel like putting my clothes away just then, so I set my suitcase on bed and walked over to Kairi.

"Come on. The boys must have gotten worse dorms. I asked them to meet us in the Cafeteria, lets go." I hulled her onto her feet, as we walked together.

Everything this past month seemed to happen so fast. Back home in Twilight Town, the four of us grew up together. Me, Kairi, Roxas, and Sora. We have done almost everything together, so naturally, we all applied to the came College. It was amazing on how we all got in, despite our grade differences. Twilight University was a large campus just off the ocean. It was also right next to downtown, so it was pretty easy to buy things. The only downside, was that the winters were brutal.

All of us were taking Psychology I, so we all had at least one major class together. Out of all of us, I was the one who had the best grades. Then, Roxas. Then, Kairi. And last, Sora. He had almost failed all of his exams. Pretty sad, huh?

At last, we made it to the Cafeteria. It was decent to say the least. Walking to one of the tables, we sat down, Kairi across from me. I put my tote on the floor and rested my head in my hands. Waiting for those two was like waiting for Xemnas to admit his name really says man sex. My eyelids drooped.

"Olette!" Kairi yelled, eyes wide. Due to her expression, I thought someone had died or something.

"What!?" I yelled back, just as loud.

"How many times do I have to tell you! Your attire needs to be fixed." She finished, smirking.

"Whatever." I closed my eyes. She woke me for that? Kairi always had an issue with the way I dressed. I never really wore skirts. Or high heels, at that. I was not really a girly girl. I knew she would get mad at me. I was clad in black sweatpants with a fist on the bottom left leg. A symbol for our high school's old martial arts team. I had on a white tank top, and a black zip up hoodie, with thirteen on the back; my team number. I joined the martial arts team, when Kairi almost got beat up on her way home from a party end of sophomore year. I vowed to kick that persons ass, though I have yet to meet them. Finally, twenty minutes late, the two boys showed.

"Hey, girls!" Sora yelled, making people look.

"Be quiet!" Kairi giggled.

"Heh, sorry. Just excited that we are here!" Sora said, taking a seat. I'm not going to lie. Sora was cute. He was adorable. He had wild brunette spikes, that went wherever they pleased. And he could pull it off. His blue eyes were just amazing. I could get lost in them; but of course, I wouldn't. He was always grinning like an idiot, and had the brain on a five year old. But that is what made him cute. He took a seat next to Kairi, and waved as his brother who was lagging behind, reading his e-mail on his iPhone.

"I'm coming. Shut up, Sora." His brother, and as I like to call him, Roxas. Which is his name, so you should call him that, too. Roxas was Sora's twin, younger by three minutes. They always fight about that, but I see them as the same age. I don't understand how they are related. Their only similar feature is their breathtaking blue eyes. Roxas has dirty blond hair that was also spiky, but more tamed than Sora's. Roxas has more of a mature face than Sora did; which also played into his mature attitude. Unlike his brother, Roxas was usually quiet, only showing his true side when it was just us four. He was normally very shy, but when with us four, he got very loud and active. Probably trying to rival his brother's outgoing persona. Roxas then sat down next to me, seeing as he and I always talked. Our personalities were so close, we got along pretty well.

"Hi, Roxas." I said, not opening my eyes. I could tell it was him by his smell. He smelled like the ocean and grapes in a way.

"Hey, Ollie." That nickname kills me every time. I grunted.

"So, Olette, what is your color obsession, today?" Sora asked, leaning forward, head in hand. I giggled.

"Amaranth pink." I answered. Though it was usually my favorite color all the time, besides orange. Ever since ninth grade, I started this obsession with having a new favorite color every day. And boy, are there a lot of colors. It's like a morning routine to find a new color to enjoy. Keeps my mind working. Everyone laughed, since they knew my history with colors.

"So, are there any parties tonight?" Kairi asked. Sora pulled out his iPhone and began to scroll through his text messages.

"Sweet! There's a fucking frat party going on tonight. We can probably just sneak in!" Sora exclaimed, punching the air.

"And this is why you two have such poor grades." Roxas commented, staring at them. I giggled to myself.

Kairi stood, with her hands on her hips and glared. "Well, at least we have fun, and don't study 24/7." She said.

"Yeah, but that's why we are going to have such good jobs in the future." I said, backing up Roxas. Though it was true. Kairi and Sora did know how to have fun. It did bring down their marks, but oh boy, did those two know how to party. I was not a huge fan pf parting, but I knew I should take advice from those two one day.

It was about 6:09 pm. Kairi and Sora decided to figure out a way to sneak into that party, so I put it upon myself to start unpacking. I had lot's of boxes to unpack to I left my dorm door open, so I could easily walk in and out to the garbage. Just as I was working on the last box; which had picture frames and clothes inside, there was a knock at my door. It was Roxas.

"Hey, Roxas. What's up?" I asked, folding a t-shirt. He shrugged.

"I got bored, figured I stop by." He then sat in my swivel chair, propping his feet on my bed. I nodded. Finally getting everything away, I tossed the last box out the door, closed it, and collapsed onto the bed.

"They make us unpack today, and classes start tomorrow." Roxas said. His cheeks were flushed, so I figured he had some unpacking to do himself, and Sora probably threw his on Roxas, so he had double the work.

"Yeah, I know. It's so dumb. I just want to sleep." Rubbing my brunette hair, I sighed. I wished things could be easy.

"Well, life isn't easy, you know. Kid, things aren't going to be a walk in the park. Don't hesitate to ask for help, sometimes." Sometimes. Sometimes I loved Roxas. He was just so...understanding. I glanced at him. Around his wrist was a pink hair tie. Amaranth Pink to be exact.

"Why do you have a hair tie. You have short hair, silly." I sat up, pointing to his wrist. He laughed. A silly one.

"Never know who's going to need it." That is when he stood up, ruffled my hair with his hand, smiled, and walked out, with a simple "good night" to follow. The color was my color of the day. Coincidence?

It had to be, I thought, before sitting down at my desk, pulling out my Mac Book, and finding a color for tomorrow.

I don't really know how this story came to be. I had in mind something totally different, and I wrote this? Haha. Anyway, I am planning on aiming for 17 chapters maybe?

I love Roxette! I just love that pairing. So lots of Roxette moments here.

That random fact is from Urban Dictionary.

Please rate and review! I'll give out cookies.(or if you want, give me an interesting color and I'll use it as one of the chapters!)