Tristan was silent for a bit before sighing. "Right." He said as he walked out of the classroom. Things went on pretty well for the rest of the day with him. At least until the last bell of the last period. "Hey Parker what gives?" Vance, the captain of the Football team, asked with an angry look in his eyes. He had Tristan by the collar pinned against a locker. "Hey man. I said results may very when I gave you the answers to your homework." Tristan said with a slight chuckle. "You son of a... All the answered were wrong!" The crowd was gathering and slowly growing chanting the word "Fight!" over and over. Tristan sighed. "Look... Do it or don't. Either way I've got someone to meet and I don't think it's smart to make her wait." He said. He could easily take Vance out, but that might give away his identity. No it was better to just take the little beating and be on his way. Unless a teacher or someone stopped it.