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Keith POV

I sighed as I finished setting up my new room. I had just moved from being with Shiro, whose family adopted me, to my mom. My mom recently came back into my life and we made amends, so I moved in with her. I liked Garrison High, okay, but I was often bullied and well my anger issues got me into a lot of trouble...oops. Now I'm going to my dream school Marmora High. Not gonna lie I was stoked. My mom is the assistant principal, and Kolivan is the principal. The school's pride and joy is the dance team, The Blade of Marmora. I actually got accepted to the dance team even though I prefer doing solos, the team is great.

Our dance uniform is a gray undershirt, black jeans, and our varsity jacket. Our varsity jacket has a hood and it is the most comfortable thing ever. The whole jacket is black with the letters outlined and strips in a purple. The letters on the left chest are BM which is also black with purple outlining. Anyways back to present, I sat on my bed and looked around satisfied with my room. I had a dark gray bean bag in one of the corners of my room with a black wooden bookcase, filled with books, and a red blanket tossed casually across the bean bag. On the wall opposite of my bed is a desk, also black, with red organizers on it. Opposite the desk is...well... my bed. Duh, I said it before. I have a black platform bed frame with black silk sheets, a dark gray comforter and pillowcases with another red throw pillow at the end of my bed.

I know a lot of black, don't judge me. "KEITH YOUR CLOTHES ARE DRIED COME PUT THEM UP!" my mom yelled. I got up and grabbed my clothes and put them in my closet. Once done, I laid down on my bed and tiredly pulled the sheets over my body and got on my phone texting Shiro, and a couple of my friends on my dance team before going to bed at 1 o'clock in the morning. What can I say I'm a teenager.

~ 4:30 AM~

My alarm went off causing me to open my eyes at the sudden noise. Yes, I know early but our school starts at 7:15. However, the dance team goes to get coffee together and then we go running on the track field at 5:45 till 6:15, we shower and then change into our school uniforms. Our school uniforms are black dress pants, black dress shoes, a white button up with a great vest, a black, purple, and gray tie, and a black cardigan with our school logo embroidered on the left chest area. If you couldn't tell our school was a private school. I got up and got changed into my work out clothes and put my uniform neatly in my gym bag along with my varsity jacket before grabbing my backpack and slipping on my shoes. As I locked my front door my friend pulled up in front of my house letting me in the passenger seat before taking off to the coffee shop.

~7:30 PM after dance practice~

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~7:30 PM after dance practice~

The dance team and I were goofing around in the park with each other, all wearing our varsity jackets and dance uniform, when all the sudden I heard Pidge's voice, "KEITH?!" causing me to turn around. I talked to Pidge for a little before smiling and going back to my group, who was a few feet away. I know right, me smiling? I turned back to face the group just as one of the members came back with our coffee. We headed over to the nearest picnic table near a light and pulled out whatever class we had homework in. We spent over an hour doing our homework together as a team and laughing at random jokes. My best friend took me home like he usually does in the afternoon and to school in the mornings. I took a shower when I got home and then read a book until it was once again at 1 o'clock in the morning before going to sleep.

A/N: HEYO! IT'S YOUR GIRL VIVI! So this is a collab account with one of my best friends. It is truly an honor to work with them, I hope you enjoy this book. It will probably get very interesting, so hope you stick around till the end. Love you my wolfies, PEACE!

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