Being called down to your school was something Keegan did not want to do, but your mom was really sick and he was on his four day break so he was left to see what happened. On the phone call with your 1st grade principal was vague, all she said was there something serious to discuss.

Keegan sat there next to you with an annoyed face, slumped back with his arms crossed. You sat there quietly, gently swinging your legs back and forth. "We're here to talk about your... Child." The principal said carefully.

"What about 'em?" Keegan asks.

"We don't know if it's a girl or a boy and some students may be uncomfortable with it using the restrooms, and we don't know where to place it during assemblies." The principal explains.

Keegan looks to you, "You an "it", kid?"