Author's Note: I keep saying I'm going to leave this alone and spend more time on ROBAD but I always seem to keep writing more of these. They're addictive.

This is probably my favorite one so far. Enjoy and leave a review (please!)

64. Frost (Kiwi's senior year)

Kiwi looked at the November sky. It was bitterly cold and she was freezing in her thin uniform. That was something that she never understood. These uniforms were hot in the summer and cold in the winter. Weren't they supposed to be the opposite?

Kiwi stared at her feet. The ground was covered with frost. Frost could come as early as October. It seemed a miracle to Kiwi that it had waited until today to show up, the morning of what could be her last show ever.

She looked out over her band. Maybe there was one more miracle left.