"Your punishment will be to punish" Senkhara said as she vanished and Nina fell to the ground holding her arm.
The next day Jerome was in his room getting ready for the ping-pong tournament. he had to do this, he had to win, for the shield, for Poppy, for his dad.
"Nothing can stop me from winning" Jerome said to himself.
"That's the spirit buddy" Alfie said as he clapped his friend on the back and grabbed his camera. Alfie shoved the camera in Jerome's face and jumped around "Now could you just say that into the camera?"
Jerome rolled his eyes at his friend and walked out of the room to the bathroom.
Everyone but Jerome and Alfie were at the table eating breakfast.
"Something really weird happened to me last night" Nina whispered to Fabian.
"What? What happened?" Fabian asked.
"I..." Nina stopped when Alfie ran in with his camera.
"Today's the big day of the ping-pong tourna...whoa Amber waffles before the big match, not a good idea" Alfie said pointing the camera at her.
"A, you're not my coach anymore, B, they're low carb and C, there's mush on your lens" Amber said turning to Alfie.
"No there isn't" Alfie said confused as he looked at his camera lens. Amber picked up a bit of mush and put it on the camera "ah, well now there is" Alfie said looking at it as everyone laughed.
Alfie picked the waffle mush off the lens and ate it, Nina who had seen made a disgusted face.
"It's getting tense in here...waffley tense" Alfie laughed at his own joke and moved over to Nina "Get it Nina?" Alfie asked as he play around and roughly bumped into her.
"Ow Alfie you're just a big kid" Nina said. The words echoed in the air, small amount of black smoke moved towards Alfie and made his cursed leg sting. Alfie walked over to his chair in a huff sucking his thumb and looking through his camera, like a child with a new toy.
Jerome didn't show up to breakfast he was far too nervous to eat.
He was in the bathroom splashing cold water on his face he looked into the mirror and though he saw the figure of a ghost in a black fog behind him, but when he turned around he was alone, he dried his face and got ready to leave for school.
"Pre-tournament nerves" Jerome whispered to himself as he left the bathroom.
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