German/Jewish is by Ghost of the Robot and I hope you'll excuse this pathetic chapter as the lead in for the next cool exciting chapter.
I'm German, You're Jewish.
How can we ever make it through this?
I've got this problem that seems to linger
Every time I find myself around your finger
War won't stop me. I'm no Nazi
That's why I'd never tell. If you were fighting.
Survive in hiding behind an old bookshelf.
Warren was miserable. He couldn't stop thinking about Willow, yet she and that whole group of Scoobies were being nothing but nice to him and his pals. If only there was someway to convince her that there was more to life than music. She didn't seem like the typical Trekkie so he was going to have to find something so unexpected, so unlike either of them that when she finally fell for him they'd both be out of their elements. It was risky but he thought he had the perfect plan now all he had to do was put that plan into action tonight.
"Come on Warren," Jonathan said from the doorway. "We're late for rehearsal and Andrew is already having a girly fit."
"Coming" Warren said grabbing his guitar and heading out the door behind Jonathan. Yes tonight was definitely the night.