I sat on the steps next to Peter and watched him play his new guitar. His left hand worked the strings(弦)1 his right hand played.
"Just in time for the school talent show next 2 ," I said.
"Are you doing anything for the talent show, Jeremy?" Peter asked.
"No," I said. "If I were a little3 , like you, 14 years old, maybe I could, too. I believe you'll win the first prize this year. "
"Maybe, "said Peter," I'm playing a song I 4 myself."
"You write your own song?"
"It's not 5 ," he said." My song is called 'Two for One. 'I got the 6 easily from a two-for-one sale at the store. And I liked the sound of 'Two for One. '7 song goes like this: 'Two for one, two for one, that's the way to have some fun. 'I haven't written all the words yet. "
The next morning, I saw Peter was so 8 . His right arm was broken.
"I got 9 when playing baseball yesterday," he said. "Now I can't be in the talent show next week."
Peter and I 10 each other worriedly. Then I had an idea.
"We could sit next to each other on the stage," I said. "You could play the left-hand parts, and I'll play with my right hand."
Peter's eyes were 11 and lively.
"It might work," he said.
I sat 12 him on the top step.
"Where can I put my right hand while we 13 ?"
"Put it on my shoulder," I told him. "We're 14 , aren't we?"
Our song answered that question. We finished writing the words together 15 .
"Two for one, one for two, see what two good friends can do!"
