You were a track team coach at a middle school, your best student was Jackson Winters.

Today, you were told to go to Jackson's house for practice. It was.. Odd, to say the least. But you don't mind.

You knocked on the door and you heard a woman yell, "One minute!", along with some barks from a dog.

After waiting a few minutes, a woman opened the door. Marceline Winters.

Marceline looked at you, smiling sweetly and raising an eyebrow. "What do you need?" She asked, a small Pomeranian walking around behind her.