Student Ink Spring 2013 | Page 82

I grab Louisa’ s arm and take her to the stage. Everyone stands around awkwardly for a while, but then a few guys ask girls to dance. A swirl of colors combine as we divide into pairs. Jorro, one of my friends from the Yellow Sun Section, grabs my hand and takes me away from Louisa.“ Nervous?” he asks.“ Extremely.”“ Do you want to stay Aqua Blue Section?” he inquires, spinning me around.“ God, I don’ t know... I like the people I’ m with, but--”“ Ladies and gentlemen of the Sections, please go back and have a seat.
We will announce the results now.” I go back and sit with Jorro, my dress matches his Yellow Sun Section, and I realize... I’ m a Switch. They must’ ve changed my color already.“ What are you doing?” Jorro hisses.“ You’ re not my Section! Your dress is Aqua Blue Water Section!”
I look down again and my dress is back to normal. I hurriedly walk back to my Section with everyone’ s eyes turned on me. It’ s not familiar to be stared at with such shame. When I sit down in my correct Section, my dress flickers between different colors.
“ When I call your name, please come to the stage. Krinabelle Bledheart. Magma Kirbson. Malo Licht. Kevin Stock. Reyna Taylor. Henna Ulrik. Jacob Winters. You are Switches.”
Nervously, I walk down to the stage with my color changing dress. The other Switches’ clothes are also changing. I feel glad that I am not alone in my crisis.
“ Jacob Winters, you are... Green Plant Section.” Jacob sighs and jogs over to the Green Plant Section, where his shirt has turned green.“ Henna Ulrik, please make your way to Pink Love Section.”“ Reyna Taylor... Aqua Blue Water Section.” I stare as Reyna, Louisa’ s torturer, takes my seat. Louisa pales.
“ Kevin Stock, please join your new Section, Silver Air Section.” Kevin, cute and short with dark hair and deep eyes, meets my eyes. I shoot a confused glance back. His color has already changed and he has sat down.
“ Malo Licht, please proceed to the Purple Magic Section.” His blue eyes flash with an excitement that cannot be well contained.“ Magma Kirbson, you are Red Orange Fire Section.” I am the only one standing on the stage with my ever-changing colors.“ Krinabelle Bledheart, please go to... White Purity Section.” I watch myself on the giant screens in the Bowl. My dress changes to a simple white, and I feel a slight tingling sensation. I am still staring at the stranger at the screen--me. Her body is engulfed in flames, but I do not feel them, for I am paralyzed. The girl on the screen’ s body turns to ash, and blows away in the wind.
Now I am gone, an element yet to be discovered.