The Swing Chapter Eleven

~ A year later ~ I switched it from third person to first, just a side note.1

I was holding my head under the sink trying to wash out the dye. As I shook my head clear of any last droplets of water, I looked in the mirror. "Its black now." I looked over at June smiling.2

"Oh my gosh! Its awsome, you should have dyed it a long time ago, that blonde just wasn't bringing out your blue eyes. Now time to go through your cloths." June started heading over to my closet in my room.3

"eh." I gave a little groan. Not my cloths.4

"What? Look I know your attached to your bright colors and everything but you stick out in our group so much, its worse then a green thumb." I had become best friends with Ace and all his friends. Last year I still kind of hung out by myself but over the summer I had no one to call except them and got closer and closer. Before you knew it I was part of their group. It was nice being everyone's friend, not having any enemies and knowing everyone. Although changing my entire self? It was still in question. Yet if I loved the hair I might love the cloths change too, so I was giving it a shot. 5

"Ok, but I want to keep some of it."6

"Like what. I will have to say no to some stuff." June opened up my closet. Full of bright spring colors. "Did you never wear black in your life! I don't see any winter colors, no fall colors, all spring and summer. Dear you need to get in touch with your dark side, or poetic if you must."7

"Can I keep this." I was pointing to my favorite tank top, hot pink. 8

"No." She took it off its hanger and threw it into the box next to her. "Way to bright, that's the shirt you were wearing when it looked like we were a black flower with a pink middle." She looked at me like I was kidding.9

"How about this, its white, you guys were white."10

"Yes white is fine, red is fine, grey, and dark colors unlike this light blue shirt." June gave a disgusted look and I knew it was going in the box right away.11

The phone started ringing, "Hello."12

"Hey."13

"Who is it Chalice?"14

"Its Bonanno."15

"Tell Clark were doing something important." June smiled.16

"I heard that." Clark sounded kind of mad but in a funny kind of way. "Just calling to remind you we're meeting at Dan's house."17

"Sorry, Ill call you back after were done." I hung up and went back to my closet situation. 18

June was looking at it like she was thinking. "Maybe we should keep some of it that has to do with your European heritage." 19

"So can I keep my jeans." Having no idea if that's what she meant but I loved my jeans. 20

"Scratch the heritage thing, but yeah you can keep your jeans under one condition. You mess 'em up a bit."21

"What do you mean?"22

"Artistic value, paint stains, holes, that type of thing."23

"Oh ok, deal." I had an idea of what she meant, none of them wore pure black ever, they always had some color, design, or something like that to go with their black. However I knew that wasn't going to save my closet, it was just way to over the edge.24