"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm really trying not to." He threw me the hoodieand I pulled it over my head.I looked down at my breasts pushing out the front...of the hoodie. "I guessI'm gonna have to get used to the attention these things will bring." Yes...you...will....master..." Lucas said in a hypnotic tone whilestaring, slack jawed at my chest."Hey, eye's up soldier!" I barked and he snapped up to meet my eye. Wow,that sounded funny coming out of my mouth.Lucas just smiled.We exited the restroom. Tommy took his place in the choir loft next to Leo Dixon. He and Leo had just enough time to shake hands before Maddie Dixon started pounding out the intro to the first song to be practiced. They were two lines into Nearer My God to Thee, when Leo cocked his ear towards Tommy. He stopped singing to verify what he thought he was hearing. Tommy’s voice, normally a thin, slightly off pitch tenor, was suddenly a very pleasant baritone. Tommy raised his eyebrows at Leo’s antics. Leo grinned and. His shoulders take on a sag. I see his thoughts before he speaks.“Christ, don’t you people have anything better to do?” he says in a disgusted tone. “This is some half-assed attempt at a practical joke, I suppose. Ha-ha.” He begins to rise from his seat.“You may think that if you wish,” I tell him comfortably. He turns toward the door. “But then you will never know from where came the fur of the cave bear, will you?”He stops his movement as soon as I speak the last, and turns quickly. “How did. " I ran my fingers across the paint and could feel the slight indentation underneath. "Ryan Porter-house!" scratched into the paint underneath. "Ryan Porter still in the same spot, I see?" Another all to familiar voice called out. "Mrs. Mallory, I know that voice anywhere." I said looking up. "How you doing Ryan?" she asked. "Better now that I see my favorite English teacher here." "Shucks you're gonna make me blush and it's Ms. Blake now, Mrs. Mallory is a distant memory." she added. "Oh.