A black dress. A white hat. Black shoes.

A black dress. A white hat. Black shoes. A white cat. She lost her color vision and only had the ability to see in black and white now. She was always left curious and isolated.

When she tried to tell her parents, they told her not to worry. "Colorblindness is nothing to worry about!" They didn't understand.

But she understood, she knew that she couldn't tell red from blue, yellow from green, and purple from black. She had a major problem and it was starting to affect her social life

She could no longer go to social gatherings that had guitar hero for she felt to embarrassed when she failed miserably.

She decided to practice for several hours each day to see if that would help.

The scholarship meant so much to her

She couldn't lose it to Amy not this time.

Amie was tired of playing second fiddle to Amy, her nemesis. So she called her friend Aimee and the two talked about it all night over a bottle of good burgundy. Wine not.