She hummed a tune as she checked my credentials.“You made it trough the qualifiersI Great job! You probably heard this all before, but rules are rul...s. Gotta brief you anyways. Sorry about that.”She smiled apologetically, coughed once and completely changed her demeanor.“Alright, listen up Dude! The 129th Rasheul great slave tournament features a grand total of 128 combatants. In seven nail biting and chest pounding fights you will have to hack, slash, bite and blow your way to victory in a no. “Now, can we let you girls go and you’ll act like adults?” They were both silent. I decided to chip in my two cents. “Let’s leave the fighting on the ice. The Flames and Stars can play and at the end one of you can gloat at the other. How’s that?” As we released our grips on them Keith added, “Can you two sit and watch a game without ripping each other’s clothes off?” Danielle began to turn toward the counter farther into the kitchen, and Sandrine had turned toward the living room. I think they. Since the portions was almost over, she began to revise during the class hours. She started questioning each of us and if we did not answer we will have to write impositions. Unfortunately, she asked me about reproductive systems and as I did not attend the classes I did not know the answer she got angry and shouted at me. I said sorry and told her the reason that I missed those classes because of which I did not know the answers. She told me to read the topic and get back to her if I had any. Life wasn't so bad after all.Until of course, Rachel phoned on Friday evening. I ended up promising that I would come home next weekend, as long as there was no ROTC obligation, only some homework; at least that was what I hoped.It had become necessary for me to change dorm rooms, my roommate was not only a slob, untidy and so on, but he also seemed to practice essentially no real personal hygiene. I couldn't deal with that. I couldn't really see him lasting very long in a college environment,.