Calvin said, patting Terry back with a smug grin. "Don't worry. I've already pulled some strings for you. No matter how you perform, you're getting in as one of Mr. Thornton's inner disciples. You're set for life, kid!"

Terry looked to be in his early 20s, full of arrogant energy. His hair was dyed a loud cherry red, he had a nose ring, and his whole vibe screamed street punk.

He snapped, "I've told you like 50 times already. Stop patting my head in public! Why the hell can't you get it thro