“What’s up, buddy?” He met my eyes with that knowing gaze of his. The one that never failed to irk me. “You’re blue.” “Blue?” I furrowed my brow and he nodded. “Blue. Like Grover,” he stated calmly. I’d never been given blue before. I’d been so many colors of the rainbow, mostly leaning on the negative side, but never blue. It left me unsettled until I got in the car with Jake and my parents and looked it up on my phone. Apparently, according to the internet, blue had many meanings, but what I repeatedly found was that blue was the color of intuition and support. The color of someone that
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