Unknown to Kyla, her former best friend was having an equally confusing morning.
Jay had woken up to find his room filled with weights and sports trophies...and not a single book in sight. His normally analytical and logical mind(inspired by his hero, Mr. Spock), was in disarray.
What Jay hated the most was dumb jocks and bullies...who barely could add two numbers together but passed anyway. Who picked on smaller weaker kids for their own pleasure.
He didn't know what was going on, but he knew one thing. Someone had taken something from him. It didn't matter he didn't seem to mind...he was going to make someone pay for it.
