Had he ever worn one of those cheap polyester suits that were so popular in the seventies, he could easily have been mistaken as a mob soldier.They ha... been working together for nine months and had become very close as they began to learn things about each other. She learned that he was direct and to the point and he learned that she could be quick tempered and at times completely irrational when angry. Even so, they got along almost as well as a happily married couple.It was about eleven. “Do you still like him?” I asked, cutting through the bullshit.“Yeah,” she said and looked down at her twisting fingers.“Maybe it’s real, Bee. I never expected to find what I did with Sam. Maybe he’s your Sam. What kind of person would I be to stop you from finding out?”That made her eyes fill with tears. “I never meant to hurt you.”“It was my fault. I assumed you were serious about being my girlfriend.” The sad smile I gave her was answered with a hug.“I thought we were just foolin’ around. It. " She laid a hand on my arm. "I'll always be here for you"I smiled my gratitude, and Tracey allowed me my own thoughts as we ate breakfast in silence. I helped Tracey clean up the dishes, and then she drove me to school. When she pulled into the parking lot, I could see a big crowd around the front door. Tracey had been right; half the football team was there. Tracey turned the car off and opened her door."Come on, John. Let's get you to class."I turned and stared at Tracey, surprised at her. His blast of energy had to be even hotter than such a furnace if it could extract the copper so quickly he thought.The buzzing in his ears had at least died down and his blood was not fizzing within his body to the same extent it had been before. He recognised how powerful he now was and how useful, but potentially dangerous this ability to build up energy could be. He would need to learn how to control his use of it or there could be disastrous unforeseen consequences he knew.Eoric started.