Lois

I was sitting in my choir class after the bell had rung. My teacher had asked to speak to myself and Lois.

"I have selected the two of you for a special song. As long as you're mine, from Wicked. Better get practicing. Good luck, you too."

She smiled and handed each of us a song book. Lois and I looked at each other and shrugged. "Well Jake, where should we do this? My place or yours?"