It was the usual Monday morning and as normal I was late and as usual I had to serve my detention after school. It wasn’t that bad it straight afte... lunch I had English with Mr Thomson (the one who noticed). Mr Thomson was 42 and he was the second tallest teacher in the school (about 6ft 4”) and by far the hottest. So let’s start from the top – Mr John Thomson had military short brown hair that towards the last week before he got it cut again he would put some gel to spike it up a. “Very good, sir.”I reached across the table. Mae looked at my hand and then grasped it. “Are you enjoying yourself?”She smiled and nodded. “I am, Len. I like being with you.”“And, I like being with you.”Our order arrived and the server set Mae’s plate before her. She picked up her fork. “You do know how to eat with a knife and fork,” I remarked.“Of course I do.” She scooped a mouthful.“I was only kidding.”“This is very good, Len.”“I like this place. The chef here does good work.”Our server then. You know what it looks like?"Willow adopted a solemn tone. "Leaves of three, let it be."Clay grinned. "You'll do fine." He was reluctant to leave, but he knew Holly must be impatient. He was surprised she hadn't come over to drag him back. He sighed to himself. "It was nice meeting you again, Willow, but I'd better get back to Holly." Okay. Thanks, really. This has been so helpful. Ivy and I don't want to be any trouble, so this will give us a great head start." She smiled at him."All right,. .] Drivas started.[Look you piece of filth,] Sam heard Triot's thoughts. [You make a single move toward that planet? Then you seal the fate of all there. The whole planet has several planet destroyer charges. Even if you are fast enough to get all of them. You'll never stop the planet wide bombardment from the fleet. Get the fleet and the charges go off. I think it's time for you to leave, NOW!] Triot's thoughts almost screamed at Sam. Then the IP sub-commander started to laugh.Sam stayed stock.