CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
The rest of the week was pretty uneventful, all things considered. I woke up, went to school, went to work, and then went home, only to repeat that same schedule the next day. I actually liked it; given how stressful the prior week had been, I was not in any mood to deal with any more stress.
My skills improved considerably. By Thursday, I had so much control over my eye beams that Rubberman even began to teach me the basics of fisticuffs. He told me that I would not be able to defeat all my enemies with my eye beams, so I would need to know other ways to defend myself if necessary. I actually enjoyed learning hand-to-hand fighting even more than learning how to shoot eye beams, although we didn’t spend as much time on it as I would have liked. Still, Rubberman told me
