Shae stood next to the bulletin board near the common area, like she did every morning during school. The walkways of her outside high school were empty. The absences of the students made the mid-winter breeze seem even colder as it blew across her fair skin. She shivered and places her hands in her coat pockets.
"Ok, I am here," she mouthed, "Where are you?"
She looked around. There was still no sign of Edkin anywhere. She guessed this was a good time as any to go to the restroom one last time before she went to the funeral. It would be very rude to have to leave in the middle of the service just to pee.
The air in the girl's bathroom was nippier then it was outside. Shae took no time doing her business due to her fear that he butt might freeze to the cold metal toilet seat if she sat there long enough. She flushed the toilet and scurried quickly to put the clothes back on properly.
"AH!" she exclaimed when she felt the relief of her body heat radiating inside her fur coat. As she began to walk out of the bathroom, she checked around in her purse for her hand sanitizer. To her surprise, it was gone. "Simone must have taken it. Oh no, I hate having a sister who takes all my stuff." Shae groaned as she turned around and walked to the sinks.
Touching the metal of the faucet was painful to her joints. She did not look forward to the pain that the icy water would cause. As she waited for the water to come flowing out in to the sink, she looked up into the mirror at her reflection. Her straight, coal black hair framed her thin, pail face. She did not share the same beauty that her sister did, though they were twins. Her sister was gorgeous. Her black hair was wavy and full. It hung down her back so perfectly. Her eyes shined with the color of spring water that any person could get lost in. Her skin was the color of a peach ready for the picking. The feel of it was as soft as a baby's bottom. Unlike Shae. Shae's skin was the color of printer paper, and it was cold to the touch. Her eyes were a dark, unforgiving blue that tended to turn purple when she cried. She sighed and washed her hands, cringing at the pain that the cold water caused her.
"Shae!" she hear from outside. It was Edkin's voice. "Shae, I am here, where are you?"
"I am in the restroom. I will be out in a sec." She turned off the faucet and dried her hands in a single movement. As she threw away the towel she ran outside the bathroom and towards the sound of Edkin's voice. He stood near the bulletin board where she originally stood, his dirty blonde hair hanging over his eyes.
"Edkin, I am here," she said. Suddenly Edkin pulled her into a tight embrace. Shae could tell that he was crying. "Edkin?"
"He wasn't suppose to die. He wasn't suppose to die like that."
"What?"
"Jeffery... He... He was too young. It wasn't suppose to be like this!"
Shae held Edkin as he cried on her shoulder. His warm tears fell on her shoulder.
"I'm sorry," he whispered after a while.
"Why?" she replied gently.
"I just... I needed to get that out before the funeral. I am suppose to speak anyway. I don't want to be seen with tears in front of the whole school."
Shae touched Edkin's cheek as he lifted his head and wiped his tears away. He smiled and placed a soft kiss on her lips.
"Lets get this over with. Then you can let everything out afterwards."
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