Wilhelm got a airy feeling when he set a foot into the church. All the eyes were on him either judging him or working him up, it was unfair why him. The fight kept playing over and over again in his head and he couldn't get it out. They sat near the front of the church, a friend came here at least he would have her to talk too. Her name was Felice she was tall long brown hair and big eyes , she was in the choir. The choir walked out getting ready to sing, Wilhelm's eyes went straight to the lead singer. Why did that happen? He started singing his solo and it was the first time Wilhelm smiled in the last month. The lead singer was short, big brown eyes and curly hair. Wilhelm didn't know what to think about him. Does he want to be his friend? Or does he want to be him?
