They laughed, and Logan nodded to Mason. "Count it off!"
"One, two, three, four!" Mason yelled as he hit his drumsticks together.
I recognized the tune and immediately picked it up. These guys weren't just good they were great. I hadn't had this much fun in my life. As the song came to a close, we ended it in an elaborate rift as Logan and I leaned our backs against one another, and then we all jumped into the air together and landed on the last cord as we all cheered.
"Man! You guys are great!" I yelled, laughing. "Let's do another
"Sweet Home Alabama!" Lathe yelled, and Mason counted it off.
Lathe and I alternated doing the beginning rifts, and then we launched into our own rendition. Logan took the lead on the verses. He had a great voice: rocking, sweet, and sensual. I immediatel
