Itdidn't sound like the Jenny that had been my constant companion over thelast few months. This sounded like the Jenny I met back the first weekof fr...shman year. I knew right at that moment I had really screwed up.'Can I come in?" I asked meekly through the door. I had never felt solow as I had at the very moment. She told me I could come in and Ihumbly entered the room. Jenny had a suitcase on the bed and wasstuffing clothes into it. 'Where are you going?" I ask. Panic wastaking over my. Why would it be the vital energy’s fault?’‘It’s just a theory. Since I was little, I’ve been trained in the use of vital energy for combat. One of my many workouts was to use vital energy while playing music, sending out vital energy through sounds. I’ve never played any music like that in front of other people apart from my mom, Rose, and a few other people, so I don’t know what kind of effect the music has on normal people when it’s infused with vital energy. It wasn’t my intention to do. ”“But,” complained one man, “Who is to train these warriors, so that they can become as effective as men?”John smiled sweetly as he replied, “In my tribe, I trained them myself. Recently a small group called at this fishing village with me, and they despatched the entire pirate landing party without loss to themselves. Can your warriors do that?”The man stared at John, unwilling to believe such a claim. John told him, “Show me any fighting man and I will fight him bare-handed, just to show what. School went by slow and Mrs.Auditor was a bitch gave me a whole extra page of math for talking. no body liked her every body called her Mrs.Atuowhore she was bout 5foot 8inches late forties brown hair and triple chins wich I bet is pretty hard to pull off I bet mcdonolds makes her big macs in the mornings just so she won't eat all the egg mcmuffins I mean she is a fat ass.Shoving the last bite of my sandwich in my mouth I walked up stairs to my room sitting at my desk finishing my math home.