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The word 'orange' was basically a summary of Judah's life. He wore orange. He thought orange. He ate orange. He drank orange. He breathed orange. He was, in a way, orange. It was not normal, in any way, for Judah Nelson to be thinking of yellow.
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Judah had always detested yellow. He thought that it was, in a way, a wanna-be orange. A rip-off. Until the day he saw Patience Dodson wearing yellow. It looked nice on her. It made her skin glow in a way he had never seen it do before. It suddenly seemed bright and warm and sunny. Especially on her.
He was at morning meeting now, pretending to pay attention to whatever Shiloh was saying. It wasn't as interesting as Patience.
Josiah leaned forward from his seat behind Judah. "You're staring".
Judah didn't even turn to face him. "No I'm not."
"Dude, you've been looking at her like that for the past twenty minutes. The meeting's almost over".
Judah hoped that he wasn't blushing. He didn't like the colour red. It reminded him of Britney.
He was saved from responding to Josiah when Shiloh dismissed the meeting. He didn't even notice as he walked down the wrong corridor. His mind was already thinking of someone yellow.