"Who is it?" he asked aloud.
"Who do you think?"
Sarah, Jon thought. Great.
Sarah McMillan opened the door and peered inside. "You ready Jon? We have practise now."
"Practise?" Jon gasped. "No way cheerleading practise? I'm not on your squad, am I?"
"No," Sarah frowned, "I'm on yours. Let's go, captain. The girls are waiting!"