Knock! Knock! Knock!
Placing the guitar onto the couch beside me, I rose to answer the tap on my door. It was probably Gwen, ready to practice for tonight's gig. Swinging the door wide, I was correct.
"You ready? Alex and Garrett are here, too." She pulled her phone out of her pocket, her fingers swiping as she started playing the song we were going over.
"So what I was thinking was you doing all of the high soprano parts, and I would stick to alto leads. Alex won't chime in unless he can hear a tenor part, and Garrett sings hardly at all. So it'll be mostly up to you and me tonight." She played the country song that I had been practicing, picking up my sheet music that was scattered on the ground. Tucking it under her arm, she led me down the hall to her living room, barely giving me a
