killing hues

chapter 1

once upon a time, in a punkass town far, far away... lived 6 teenagers who you see everyday.

for they were cursed with a color each must represent. for each must learn the meaning of friendship... for.. um..

okay, cut the fucking cameras alright? or, keyboard... whatever.

enough with that corny rhyming bullshit. i'm here to tell you about the story of the color wheel. not the normal color wheel we all know, yknow. im talking about the NOVELA type color wheel. i'm talking about those shitty MTV reality tv shows type color wheel. the special 6, as we will now call them.

as your humble narrator, i am supposed to give you the necessary information for you to process the story in a meaningful way.

if you came for meaningful, you ain't finna find it here.

with that all said, let the story begin.

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*lucí's pov.*

april 20th, 20XX. ding, ding, ding... buzz, buzz buzz...

"who is texting me..." lucí groaned, picking up his cracked, fucked up phone. it's not everyday you see a phone with half of the screen turned off landscape wise.

yet lucí manages perfectly fine with this setup. money doesn't come easily to him, and lucí sure as hell can't afford another phone at this rate.

ironic how he can afford all of the now empty weed baggies, plaguing his room with the stench of good ol' mary jane.

his phone began to ring once again. buzz, buzz buzz... ding... ding...

although lucí wished he didn't know who it was, he knew exactly who was blowing up his phone. he checked the lopsided calendar on the other side of his room. april 20th...

he then looked over to his night stand clock. 12:03... midnight.

it was lucí's birthday.

there is only one person on this entire block that would be blowing up lucí's phone at the exact stroke of midnight...

waneta.

waneta was lucí's neighbor, and... acquaintance, i suppose. she represented orange, and lucí represented red, so of course their houses were right next to each other.

it just had to be him, didn't it?

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when waneta's family had successfully predicted she was apart of the special 6, they had a field day instilling their toxic views into their new family member. a lady should dress modestly, a lady must never raise her voice, a lady must cook for the man, the lady must stay at home and clean, all of that jazz.

luckily, she had broken out of that mold her family trapped her into. she began to love herself for who she was and who she wanted to be. she managed to move out at the age of 18 due to her special 6 status, and finally live her life the way she wanted to.

she lived happily with the other special 6 members on the block. the only ones at the time were viktoria, who represented yellow, and maleek, who represented green.