A World Without Color

Introduction

Long brush strokes, smearing a dark grey color onto a canvas. When the color no longer smears on the paper, she put the brush down, stretches, and examines what her art is turning into. Her black hair was half up in a messy bun, she still had on yesterdays sweats and left over make up. She stood up, walked over to the window above her desk and looked out. People were already walking among the streets with their black umbrellas open and rested on their shoulders. Tori, a nineteen year old college student, lived in the apartment above her mothers café. She stretched once again then spun on her right heel and walked right into the bathroom. As she undressed she turned her radio on, full blast and stepped into the shower.
While rinsing out the conditioner from her long hair, a knock came from the front door. Without waiting for an answer, in walked a girl with short thick light grey hair. Her name is Steph, Tori's best friend since 9th grade. She had been there for her through thick and thin, for every heart break, and anytime Tori needed a shoulder to cry on.
Tori emerged from the shower, turned down her radio, grabbed a towel and walked out into her room. "Well I hope your going to put some clothes on! I don't want to be known as strippers best friend." Steph said with a nose laugh at the thought of Tori walking onto campus with little to no clothes on. "Shut up!" Tori exclaimed and threw her drenched towel at Steph before emerging into her walk in closet. After being in there for five minutes, Tori walked out wearing a white v-neck shirt that showed her black sports bra underneath, and sweatpants rolled twice at the waist and were still way to big for her. She slide on her black boots and turned to look in her mirror. "Your not wearing that hun" Steph's voice came from across the room. "And why not?" Tori asked. "Remember? I told Noah we would go to his place before the party tonight." Every Friday there was a party at their friend Matts house, he was Noah's rich older brother. Steph meet Noah the first day of college and hasn't stopped obsessing about him sense. "You just wanna stare into his gorgeous black eyes, and stroke his long curly soft hair, and have his babies." As soon as the words escaped Tori's mouth Steph grabbed the feather pillow off the bed and threw it at her. "Now stop that! We both know he's not into me. He won't even hold my hand." Tori grabbed her books off her desk, quick threw them into her white backpack and walked out into the hall outside her apartment door. Steph gave her glare, sighed then excited the room. "I still can't believe your wearing that." She said before she closed the door and both girls headed to the stairs and off to History class with Mr. Splatt.