'Awesome?!' Rosie thought to herself. 'Nothing about this is going to be awesome.' It was a relationship; it was commitment; it was too much. She looked at Sean when he told her to. While they had had some really great times together, it wasn't enough to convince her that they should be in a committed relationship with each other.
"No. It's not going to be awesome." Rosie looked away from Sean and hugged her knees to her chest, like a child pouting after they don't get their way. Anger may have been blinding her but she sure as shit was seeing something else as well. As Sean lit up a joint, Rosie saw the colors of the sound waves emitting from it. They were small but they caught her eye. It was just like the time that she had been on the beach and Mr. Elwood found her. One minute, the world was in color and the next, it was back to normal. Except this time, it lasted longer. Everything was lit up like the Fourth of July: the whooshing noise from the waves echoed past her head in rippling, calm waves of periwinkle blue; the birds singing appeared in a soft and constant yellow, like a polka dotted ribbon circling around her head.
She stopped for a moment to take in the colors and for a moment forgot about how angry she was that Sean wanted her to date him. But when he passed the joint to her, Rosie scrunched up her nose and didn't take it from him. "I'm not dating you," she said forcefully, watching as the sound waves that her voice made went waving from her mouth. Talk about a trippy experience...