Liam thought about it. He had one chance, one chance in this one lesson. He didn’t know if it lasted until he left the room or when the lesson ended, but he wasn’t going to waste this chance. Frank was his best friend, he wasn’t going to let that change, but as the letter read, everybody would forget, maybe it didn’t say that, Liam didn’t care, all he cared was that he got to do this, and he was going to do it right. He was going to do it the way he wanted.
Liam scanned the classroom, thinking of what else he could do. He dropped his eyes back to Frank, who was looking at Liam nervously. He was clearly scared of what was going to happen. Liam wasn’t, Liam was intrigued. He had so many opportunities of what he could do... he just couldn’t decide. Then again, he could just do all of them. So many choices...