Blake walked with you and the Student Council president, down the sidewalk. The weather was okay, for him though. You and the president wearing those annoying skirts the school made girls wear, a thin jacket as you walk into the stationary story.

Inside the store it was even colder, sighing as you rubbed your arms, walking behind the two of them. Gripping your jacket as you sigh, looking around until you see Blake slide his jacket off.

’Blake’ you said, smiling as I you shake your head. ‘I’m okay, no need to…’ you mumble the last few words, noticing Blake drop his jacket on the presidents shoulders. ‘Huh…?’

“It’s cold in here, you looked cold.” He said to her as they continued walking.