RainBlue. My favorite color. I have never worn it before, but I have seen it all my life, draped over shoulders that were not mine, stitched into dresses I was not allowed to touch, because no matter what I did, I was different.I was the wrong shade in a house of perfect colors. I wasn’t good enough, or beautiful enough, to wear something so pretty. At least, that’s what Hannah said. And everyone else agreed with her.“How long are you going to stare at it for? Bring it already!” Hannah’s voice sliced through the air as I hurried across her room, clutching the blue satin gown to my chest like it might burn me.Her room smelled like expensive perfumes and burning hair spray, thick and suffocating in a way I had learned not to complain about. She sat in front of the mirror, golden hair wrapped in rollers, her phone held high in the air as she tilted her head and made slow, practiced, seductive expressions for the camera.“You know, Rain, I really need you not to slack off today,” she
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