Suddenly, I realized that I was reviewing NFL and College Stats, which I'd never followed. I was drawing directly on Ryan's knowledge.
The bell rang, but the coach had asked Vinnie to stay behind a moment, and gave Vinnie his jockstrap that the coach had gotten from the ceiling.
"Do you want to tell me about this?"
"Well, not really," I said but told him the whole story, including the comment about being valedictorian!
"You know we have a STRICT no bulling policy, I suspect that you will be no more of Stacy Turnblat, I've suspected her of two other cases of bullying!"
The coach wrote me a tardy note for Mr. Maine, my Math teacher.
The moment that he walked in, walked me to the board, with his hand on my shoulder! I felt a strangeness flow from my Ryanjockstrap, up my back into Mr Maine's arm, and down his back where it settled into his boxers! How I knew this I did not know.
"Maybe, since you're late, you'll show us how to solve the problem on the board, Vincent?"
"Sure," I said, as I felt my mind connect to Ryan, who somehow turned Mr. Maine's boxers into a clone of his jockstrapself! Ryan started to access Mr. Maine's mind! In no time, I had the right answer, presented the right way!