Fearless 7
"Come on, again!" Black Storm yelled from across the gym."Get into my brain, read what I am about to do."
This kind of training is what Black Storm loved to do, he would make me repeat something over and over again until it was drilled into my head. I was already feeling pretty beaten up, and we had been doing the same exercise for three hours. I exhaled and inhaled, and I lunged at him with all I had, he dodged me easily. I tried to remember what I did last time that I got into his head. My thoughts were interrupted when Trevor came in he walked along the sides of the gym holding his iPad and tapping things as he walked over to the electricity box when something had hit my face. It was Black Storm he had punched me, and I could feel my face swelling, it was impossible to think of what excuse I had this time for wearing a swollen face to school.