"If you're Sophia's boyfriend then I guess that makes you our friend too," Anderson said with a smug arrogant smirk. He looked at his friends. "Let's party."
He reached over and grabbed the glass of juice from Adam's tray. He was about to pour it over his head a petty act of humiliation designed to assert his dominance.
But Adam's hand shot out with a blurring speed. He caught Anderson's wrist his grip like a steel trap.
Anderson and his friends were stunned. They could not believe how fast he was. One moment he was just sitting there a passive victim.
The next he was a coiled spring a predator ready to strike. Sophia's eyes widened in fear not for herself but for what was about to happen.
Adam stood up his leg shooting out from under the table with incredible force. He kicked Anderson squarely in the chest. The impact sent him flying backwards over another table his body a flailing mess.
