I looked at the class with my pinkish eyes, seeing the coloured haze that outlines every person. Some are a calm blue whilst others are a distracted yellow.The overall colour is the white of boredom, except in the back corner where there was an out of place constantly changing vivid rainbow. I wasn't surprised to see Kirsty and Shanice giggling away over who knows what. The supply stood at the front, oblivious, just reading the script of Romeo and Juliet, his aura a sickly grey colour. Obviously he doesn't care about the antics of the class.
A wailing siren shrieked and the collective class aura turned from bored white to confused blue-green. I brushed my almost blue black hair out of my face, stood up and walked out. Stupid fire bell.