"What about it, Calvin? Would you like to fight?" Instructor Lawrence asked, "It's uncommon to be able to throw hands with a woman. Especially when she is as beautiful as the daughter of the Allana Martial family."
Calvin shook his head, "Instructor, I'll pass..."
"Look at me!"
"I'm as thin as a matchstick, do you really think that I'll be able to survive a blow against Christine?" He jokingly said.
"I'm not as strong as you think, Instructor."
The following words were meant to serve as a warning which only further served to increase Instructor Lawrence's curiosity towards him.
Christine was staring at Calvin with a frown on her face.
She couldn't help but speak up, "Is the fatty there, your friend?"
Calvin glanced at Fatty Zachary and replied, "Sort of?"
"What do you mean, sort of! You're terrible, Calvin! You're my first boy, and you're just going to abandon me like this?"
