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fourteenth.

I practically cough out my water, "What??"

"I-I just meant, like why does your mom seem to want you to be with someone so badly?" Kevin clears his throat.
"I guess she just wants to see that I'm totally healed from my past, which is never going to happen, because it goes with the theme of having a perfect child with no mental health problems. She also wants to see if she can make a visually powerful couple for the public to pay attention to," I say.

"So she's using you...?" kevin furrows his brows.
"My whole life." I say. "We should get going,"

I get up from the stool and grab my backpack.

"Hey wait, you didn't finish breakfast!" Kevin gets up from his stool quickly.
"I'm not hungry," I say, going into my room to search for a jacket.

I hear Kevin sigh but he gets his backpack ready too.
"Shoot," I mutter to myself.
"Hmm?" Kevin asks from the living room.

"Do you know how cold it is today?" I ask.
"Pretty cold, why?" Kevin asks.

"uh, nevermind," I say, giving up on looking for a jacket that's in the wash currently. "Let's go," I leave my bedroom, closing the door behind me.

"You need a jacket?" Kevin asks.
"No, it's okay" I say, heading to the front door.
Kevin runs into his room and comes out with a black zip up, but I decline.

He sighs again and we leave the apartment together. We walk down the creaky stairs, I get a glimpse of my old apartment door which is cautioned off with tape and I wonder when I have to move back there.

We bow to the security desk lady and leave to walk to school. On the way I suck my breath in, trying not to show how cold it is.

The sky is completely cloud covered and it's windy and some passerby's are wearing parkas, meanwhile I just wear the short sleeve uniform button up and the skirt.

"You sure you don't want the jacket?" Kevin holds it up towards me, and he's wearing a sweatshirt of his own.
"No thanks," I say and turn away. I feel like it would be weird for me to wear a jacket that's obviously his since we're always near each other. People might get the wrong idea.

When we arrive to school I see multiple colorful pastel signs and banners hanging around the front fence and doors.
I curse under my breath.

"This is so cute! Is today a special day or something?" Kevin asks, smiling.
"Oh right. You're new to the school. I nearly forgot, today is spirit day," I say.
"oooo fun!"
"No, not fun. they assign random roles to people and have a field type day outside," I explain. "You don't get to chose your role either"

"oh. But at least we don't have classes," Kevin points out.
"True." i shiver from the cold. "And we get to go home early"

Kevin and I walk through hallways and staircases and eventually we get into our classroom.

As soon as we open the sliding door we're greeted by the classroom presidents/representatives (jacob and Yura) in school spirit shirts and baseball hat and pigtails.

"Hi there! Welcome to school spirit day! If you sit down at your seat, you have a pre-assigned role for today, and go to the classroom to meet with the people who have your same role to get your clothing items, then head to the bleachers by the football field!" Yura says (who speaks in exclamation points and nothing less).

Jacob smiles at us and hands us our class colored wristbands.

I nod to her, curse spirit day, and then walk to my seat.
"Thank you so much!" I hear Kevin say to the girl, and he follows me down the rows of seats.