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.Then he did what I had never expected. He commanded another guy to hold me in place. The next guy grabbed my calf with both hands, sensing that I would be a handful. Then Shane got up on the fence. When I realized his intentions, I squirmed even more fiercely. But his hands were securely grasped around my calf, though my flailing leg nearly knocked him off balance. Then Shane was right next to me on the fence, and he looked at me sympathetically. "Why would you pick a fight with someone with backup that you knew was stronger than you, Jasper?" Shane asked. I stared at him gaping; nobody, seriously, nobody knew my name. The teachers had never told anybody my name. They told them to address me as Anderson. Anderson isn't my last name, it's just what I use as my name at school. Don't ask me how my dad got the school system to address me by Anderson. But that threw me totally off guard. I almost lost my grip because of it, but it just barely loosened. Then I said unthinkingly, "How the hell do you know my name?!?! Nobody knows my real name at this school!!! Even the teachers address me by Anderson!!!" I knew that was a stupid move but I really needed to know. "It was written on a note your mother left in your lunchbox one day, and I know everything about everybody." He responded casually, acting like it was completely obvious. "Stalker" I muttered under my breath. He started laughing really hard then. He reached up and yanked my hand free of the bar, in one swift movement that I wasn't prepared for. When he yanked my hand off the bar, I landed on the guy who was holding my calf with a "What the hell!!!!" from me that was probably loud enough for somebody a block away to hear. A second later I jumped up from the guy I had landed on and darted faster than I had ever run before. Then, something big, and heavy landed on me. It knocked me down, and almost knocked me out. When I stopped seeing spots, I realized that Shane had jumped from the fence and tackled me before I got away. "I think he's unconscious. We can take him to my place till he wakes up, then we can question him." Then I decided to surprise him. When he got off of me and said,"So, who wants to carry Jasper to my place?" I pushed myself off the ground in a split second and darted toward the exit of the alley. "What the hell?!!" I heard from all the other guys there, including Jeff and Shane. Then, somehow Shane caught up with my forty mile an hour sprint, and grabbed my arm. He tried to swing me down, probably about to pin me, but a third degree black belt wouldn't fall for that. When I became a black belt, my best friend still wanted to do karate so I kept going. I used his grip on my arm to flip him over and then darted while he was immobilized with shock. "What the..." he said landing with a huff. Then he jumped back up and blocked my direct exit. When I tried to sidestep him, he was a second faster. After a minute of that, I was so annoyed, I decided to fight through him. The first blow took him by so much surprise, that it hit him dead on in the mouth. He staggered back, his lip bleeding. Then he fought back. He was a really difficult opponent. He was at least a second degree black belt. I recognized most of his moves. But he used some of his maneuvers I wasn't familiar with. It was one of those maneuvers that knocked me down and beat me. We were both panting and gasping for air. He looked down at me and grinned a triumphant grin. next page