This story is inspired by this photo:
Grow In Rainbows
By Mark L. S. Stone
“Does all your hair grow in rainbows?” Cole jeered. Stacey turned only a little less red than the streak that started at her right temple.
“You won’t ever know!”
Cole looked at his friends. “I dunno… that sounds like a challenge.” They surged forward, grabbing Stacey.
“Go away.”
The words were quiet, but carried. Jack was behind them. Cole tried to stare him down, but nobody could stare into Jack’s all-black eyes for long. Cole and his buddies slinked away.
“I didn’t need help,” Stacey said.
“I know,” Jack replied. “I wanted to talk.”
“Talk,” Stacey said. He did.
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