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S.O.N.N.Y&C.H.A.D

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Sonny decided she didn't think she was pretty way before she was supposed to care. She decided her mouth was too big, and her ears stuck out too much, and her body was not the athletic type at all, and her hair possibly was the most boring form of straight she could imagine. She was just so plain. She had gotten over it way before she was supposed to care too.

The only thing that really bugged her were her eyes. She thought eyes determined everything in a person, and she certainly hoped no one else felt that way and got to know her, because she certainly was nothing like her eyes.

Her eyes were brown. Brown was the color of chocolate ice cream, and potatoes, and lions, and her favorite pair of shoes. But, brown was also the color of mud, and wood, and cardboard, and Hobo Spiders (they are real, by the way. Just look them up, she is not joking.)

She inherited her eyes from her mother. The only difference is, her mother's eyes were chocolate colored, with almond and cinnamon speckles. Even though she had the exact same eyes, hers were just brown.

She always wished she had a different eye color. Like green. Portlyn had them. Not that Sonny had really looked that closely, but she heard they were 'emerald' green. And everybody knows nothing can beat that. Green was the color of fresh grass, and kiwi fruits, and shamrocks, and the color for go. But green also signaled jealousy, and limes (which she in fact hated), and broccoli (which she hated a little more), and crocodiles. In her mind that's what green meant anyway.

Then there was gray. Gray had a whole other meaning to them. Yes, Tawni really lucked out with her grey/blue/green eyes. They were the ocean waves, and pretty diamonds, and dolphins, and the moon (including moonlight). Gray could intrigue, and enchant, and do all those other things that eyes were suppose to do. No one really cared they were the color of sharks, or mice, or that garbage can that Oscar the Grouch resides in on Sesame Street. Especially not Tawni, who's eyes seemed to be strained by giving her childlike innocence, and grown-up integrity all at the same time, while matching her icy personality (which makes her eyes even more beautiful, because no one thinks such a pretty person could be so ugly inside).

But Sonny didn't want green eyes, or gray eyes, or even hazel for that matter. No, she wanted something she couldn't have. She wanted blue eyes. His eyes were blue. And she hated it.

He got to have the top ranked teen show, and the fancy cars, and five star meals every lunch, and adoring fans, and anything his heart desired. So, why did he deserve those blue eyes?

Blue was the color of the sky, and the ocean, and the rain, and butterflies, and blueberries, and her favorite jeans, and the notebook she wrote all her songs in, and her hair band, and oh my god, it really could be a conspiracy. Blue is so clam, and relaxed, yet so bold and exuberant. What she hated even more was the fact that his were the first eyes she ever really noticed, having so many different layers to them as well as beauty. But what she probably hates the most, is the fact he uses his eyes for evil, and yes that does sound like a line right out of a badly written action movie.

But, really. She hates that he knows that he's good looking. He struts and saunters everywhere he goes, enchanting everyone he meets, making everyone around him feel like they're a speck of dust on the floor (and don't ask him if that's what he thinks they are, because you already know the answer if you know him).

Yes, and when she feels his blue eyes staring into the back of her head, and she turns around, and their eyes meet, her eyes not only feel like a puddle of mud on the floor, but all her emotions and feelings and sanity do to.

Did you know blue is also clarified as the color of emotions?

First word complete. I'm not use to these drabbles, so I'm not very good at them... Originally, this was going to be part of a one-shot I was writing called 'Colors' when I clarified different color relationships, but decided to post the blue part here instead...Anyway, they will get better.

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