"Achoo!"
She sniffed and wiped her nose. The wind was chilly today, and the sun wasn't that hot. She rubbed her arms, trying to shake off the coldness.
The pathway that was just cleaned by the school janitors got dirtied again by those rustling, falling leaves caused by the wind. Those flower potted plants swayed along as the wind once again passed by them.
"I told you to bring a jacket." Aiden grumbled, taking off his jacket and throwing it on his cousin's face.
"Wah!" Amy caught it and frowned. "You don't need to shove it in my face. You!--" she halted when the cold air once again touched her. She quickly put on the jackets and followed the tall man's pace.
Seeing that grumpy expression on him, Amy can now breathe freely. She knew that Aiden was fine now. Charlotte called them last week. She told them everything. About her parents' decision to move so suddenly and leaving the entertainment industry for the meantime.
