Evander walked into English with heat literally radiating from his body. The memory of the little kid being bullied fueled his rage as he threw himself into his seat, trying to stop himself from bursting into flames. "Right," said the teacher. "You will get together in partners and prepare an oral report on a book character of your choice." She rattled off the partners until she said, "Evander and Realta." Evander knew her. He had had a few arguments with her, as they were both snappish and sarcastic. He moved to the seat beside her. "Well, what do you think?" he snapped. "Sorry, I'm kind of annoyed."