A/n- This one is kind of weird, I know. But it's the first thing I thought of when I saw color.
2. Colors
"Hey, are you ok? You look a bit… off-colored today." He raised his head and smiled, but it was a wane smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Now what do you mean by that? I'm not green, am I?" he asked. "No…" she hesitated. "But you are pale." He looked at her. His golden skin was as dark as ever, contrasting his black hair and eyes. She tried again. "I see people in colors… when you think of someone, whatever color comes to the back of your eyes. And yours are pale." "It's been a rough week," he said, not really knowing if she was joking. "Day of Percussion is soon, and I'm sick, and I have a crap-ton of work for stupid GE classes." He paused. "Thanks for noticing. What color am I normally?" She considered him a moment. "Black. Black and crimson." He smiled. "I like that."
And yeah, they aren't going to be in order. :)