"What is red anyway?"
"Hmm?"
"You know, red? You always call me that and I don't even know..." She paused for a moment to gather herself. "So what is it like actually?"
" Oh." He scratched the back of his head. How do you go about explaining something as abstract as colors to a girl who can't even see?
"Well,when I think of red, I feel...warm and uh...alive and..."
He groaned silently in frustration. This is impossible.
Without warning, she took his hands in hers and rubbed her thumb soothingly across the back of his hand. "Like this?"
It does feel warm in the comfort of her palms and her touch seemed to set his skin tingling in anticipation."Uh huh."
"How about this?" Her face inching closer to his, her lips barely grazing the tip of his nose.
His heart was pounding so hard in his chest that it hurts. His ears was begining to feel hot from all the blood rushing there. Curse his teenage hormones. He quickly pulled back before he did something really stupid. Like kiss her senseless. Or blurt out his true feelings for her. Or both.
His next words came out in a rush,"Sothatwasfunbutigottagonowso bye!"
Before she could comment on his weirdness, he already picked up his bagpack and made a run for it.
She was stunned for a few seconds but then started to burst out laughing.
It's official. Red is now her favourite colour.