Three weeks passed, I became better at fighting and shooting. I topped each and every one of my trainings, and the surprise tests that Tyler liked to throw at me whenever he felt like it.
When I went to training a Monday morning, surprisingly, I saw Tyler, and all of my friends standing there, along with each of their instructors. I didn’t understand at first, what were they doing there? We didn’t usually train together.
Tyler – Hi
Me – Hi! Did I miss something? What’s going on?
Tyler – We were waiting for you. I need to talk to all of you together.
Me – alright.
Tyler – Okay everyone listen up. I have often seen Quesiyah, along with
the boys, sparring, out of general training hours. Am I right?
Me and the boys - Yes! Did we do something wrong?
Tyler – No
