“Now, today I will be teaching you all about the basics of grappling. We have some grappling hooks for all of you and we will begin to take turns scaling this large wall one at a time.” Goodfellow showed us how the hooks worked. They were made from heavy iron and braided fiber rope. We had to twirl them through the air to launch them up to the top of the wall. Then we had to place our feet against it and start climbing up. It took a few practices, but I began to pick up on it pretty quickly. "No rush guys, take your time to get used to how the rope feels." We practiced This back and forth for little over an hour until Goodfellow blew his whistle. "Okay everyone, good job. I saw some real progress here. But now we are gonna step it up a little."
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My entire body felt numb and my ears were ringing. "Randall !? Randall !?" Goodfellow shouted over me. "Take him to the infirmary! Come on let's go!" Goodfellow ordered. I remember being like in a dream. It was something about a girl. She wanted to know if I forgave her for something, but I told her I didn't know how. That was all I remembered before waking up in the infirmary bed. "You're pathetic." I heard a voice say. I tried to look, but I was still not able to quite open my eyes to see who it was. "You have been here for one day and now your laying in here all beat up eating lime jello!" The voice was young definitely female and all attitude. Only one person I knew could fit that description. "Zoe? Is that you?" I softly asked. "Yeah, it's me. I heard a kid got his butt whooped in Goodfellow's class and I thought I'd come on down and take a look at the damage myself. Then I saw that it was you of all people." I struggled to talk. My entire body ached and my face felt swollen. I managed to turn over in the bed and pull the warm white blankets over my head. " I didn't get whooped. I fell, okay? Know just go away." I breathed. "Hey! Don't turn away when I am talking! How rude! I am your superior you know!" She huffed in a frenzy. I pulled the blankets tighter. "Hey! "Hey!?" She fussed trying to pull the blankets away. "Pay attention to me. I gotta tell you something important!" She pulled harder to no avail. "Listen." She said. "I wanted to tell you the reason why I passed you. Why you passed the exams!" I turned my head away to show that I didn't even care what she was going to say. She immediately got frustrated and kicked my leg. “Ugh, You really are a turnip head!” She yelled. “Ow!” I howled in pain. “What the heck! My leg!?” I bit on my lip to silence my cries. “For your information! I passed you because you proved you were able to adapt. That is a big thing a thief must be able to do. He must know how to adapt to any situation. There! That
My entire body felt numb and my ears were ringing. "Randall !? Randall !?" Goodfellow shouted over me. "Take him to the infirmary! Come on let's go!" Goodfellow ordered. I remember being like in a dream. It was something about a girl. She wanted to know if I forgave her for something, but I told her I didn't know how. That was all I remembered before waking up in the infirmary bed. "You're pathetic." I heard a voice say. I tried to look, but I was still not able to quite open my eyes to see who it was. "You have been here for one day and now your laying in here all beat up eating lime jello!" The voice was young definitely female and all attitude. Only one person I knew could fit that description. "Zoe? Is that you?" I softly asked. "Yeah, it's me. I heard a kid got his butt whooped in Goodfellow's class and I thought I'd come on down and take a look at the damage myself. Then I saw that it was you of all people." I struggled to talk. My entire body ached and my face felt swollen. I managed to turn over in the bed and pull the warm white blankets over my head. " I didn't get whooped. I fell, okay? Know just go away." I breathed. "Hey! Don't turn away when I am talking! How rude! I am your superior you know!" She huffed in a frenzy. I pulled the blankets tighter. "Hey! "Hey!?" She fussed trying to pull the blankets away. "Pay attention to me. I gotta tell you something important!" She pulled harder to no avail. "Listen." She said. "I wanted to tell you the reason why I passed you. Why you passed the exams!" I turned my head away to show that I didn't even care what she was going to say. She immediately got frustrated and kicked my leg. “Ugh, You really are a turnip head!” She yelled. “Ow!” I howled in pain. “What the heck! My leg!?” I bit on my lip to silence my cries. “For your information! I passed you because you proved you were able to adapt. That is a big thing a thief must be able to do. He must know how to adapt to any situation. There! That