Get yourself a smart friend.

Time slowed….then stopped. No breath, no flicker of movement.

Here was his nemesis, close enough to touch. There was no emotion in Simmo’s eyes, but Nick couldn’t look away.

“Read through your entire paper before you begin” said the supervisor, “there will be no social interaction during the English exam. If you have a question direct it to me”. She leaned against the desk at the front of the room and eyed her phone, “Time starts…now people”.

Would Simmo beat him again? He turned to his paper and the clock resumed ticking. Best mates and dual-duxes forever.