Samuel stood up, an eyebrow cocked up in annoyance. "What I can't laugh? You look like a wussy in that stance." He rolled his eyes and grinned, crossing his arms over his chest. He was about 5"11" with dark red/auburn hair. His dark orange/brown eyes looking out at him. Then he cought the look from the girl a few rows away and he said, "You can't fight in that wussy stance. It'll make you fall flat on your face, dumbass."