"You were told correctly," Lenore continued. I'm going to have to start a study group, plain and simple. Best I do it with people I choose. "Tonight, ...e'll go over our assignment, and tomorrow I'll announce before Economics class that we're forming a group. You're just a little early, that's all."The relief on DiPetro's face was nearly palpable, and the younger girl's spirits visibly reinflated. Lenore smiled at her, and told her, "You did the right thing, DiPietro."Denise was struggling to. Without really thinking about what I was doing, I twisted the baton so that the sword was dragged from Lavilius' hand. Obviously, he had been caught unaware of having me block his sword that way, so it was easier to disarm him than either of us expected.Lavilius jumped back and brought his shield up to protect himself from attack to his body. In almost one continuous motion, I turned loose of the baton with my left hand and swept the baton around to strike him on his left knee, which was below. Gordon Street. Where are you?" Russell Street." This made Aimie smile." ... Eeh, Bobby! That's reet near us! We go past your road in't mornings!"Well, to cut a long story short, Aimie and me became firm friends, as did our mothers, who were both Londoners; and Aimie's mum, Mary Cartwright, helped my mum, Tricia Clements and my family to settle into our new surroundings. Later, when me and Aimie were both 11, we went to the same secondary school, travelling on the same bus there and back each. He thought his enhancements were enough to kill the little cunt. Fucking AI had told him it would take a while and some work to achieve maximum muscle mass – but he hadn’t listened. No, after his fucking workout where he was lifting double what he’d ever been able to before, he thought he’d been unstoppable.He wouldn’t make that mistake again either. No, he was going to train fucking morning, noon and night. He was going to be the biggest, strongest motherfucker this goddamn shitty fucking.