Our characters can only see black and white but when meet their soulmate the world suddenly gains color. Send ⥠for my characters reaction to having the world gain color when they bump into your muse.status: accepting
"Should she even be doing this? You know she has epilepsy."
She had heard it a million times before in her life. Why would this instance be any different? Her life felt more like a list of things she couldnât do. She was sick⌠she was weak⌠she couldnât see⌠poor little Erica Reyes.
It took whatever strength she had left in her body to clamber her way back down the climbing wall. By the time she reached the crowd of snickering and scoffing students, her arms and legs were shaking so badly that she made a beeline for the girlâs locker room. She couldnât bear to see the looks on their faces this time - she was already haunted by the last dozen times she had tried.
That was why she waited around until the locker room had stilled, sneaking back to the empty gym and staring blankly at her opponent. She knew that she had the strength to do anything she put her mind to, and a blanket of excuses was enough for everyone else to give up on her. The faith she had in herself was all she had left. And that was what propelled her almost three quarters of the way up the wall when she began to taste something metallic in her mouth.
âOh no⌠come on. You can do this Erica⌠you can do this.â
Seizures were hardly something she could will herself to stop, she had enough experience with her aura and blacking out to know what was coming next. She only had a couple of feet left before she could hook herself over the top and to safety. If she had any strength left today, she needed to put it to use here.
The last thing she saw was her arm reaching for another grip before her vision blacked out completely, her entire weight plunging backwards faster than she could scream.Moments later Erica opened her eyes, blinking several times trying to register her surroundings. She thought she would wake up in a hospital room, or perhaps to a pair of fluffy wings. Instead she felt another sort of pain build up in her head, her world literally exploding in a burst of colour. She couldnât focus on the crowd of people who were surrounding her, gripping her shoulders and legs to make sure she was done seizing. All she could see was the boy who was holding her, and the triad of different colours in his eyes. She had never thought it was possible for her to make eye contact with anyone in the first place, but everything about him was beyond beautiful. He was perfect.
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