Chapter 15: Tennis Camp Days Three-Eight
Yeah, I forgot to update all these tennis days.
But luckily, I remember what happened on all days- or at least most of what happened.
Day three: All I can remember is that I had a game against a kid who was younger than me by a few years. We played to six points which was weird.
He was winning, but we never got to finish that day.
Day four: The kid from day three won the game. After that, we started a match and I was winning, but we never finished that one.
I also played against a girl who was about three years older than me. We played four games and she won.
I did win one game though... Not that that's impressive.
Day five: I played against another kid who was younger than me and completely demolished him. Seriously, he didn't get close to winning at all. He won no games. None.
He actually challeged me after that and, like before, he won no games.
Turns out he later told his friend that he almost won. Ig he just can't accept the fact that a girl kicked his butt!
(*cough* ahem) Day six: The same kid I beat like a boss challeged me ONCE MORE!
And I destroyed him.
Seriously, it was starting to bother me how he kept challeging me then telling his friend he almost won. That time he said he was one point away from winning when he was really five games away from winning. But that was the last time he challenged me, thank goodness.
... He also didn't show up for the last two days of camp... Strange...
Day seven: I got to do a rematch against the girl who was older than me (from day four).
This was something I never though would have happened; we tied.
That was unexpected, ik! We never got to finish because it lasted too long and we had to leave, but we both ended up winning four games!
Finally day eight: I played against the kid from day three. He did a fairly good job, but I still beat him 6-3.
Well that was exhausting and I am ready to flop until school starts again. I may or may not go to sleep rn. Probably not.
Whatever, bye everyone!!!!!
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