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Karate Camp
I stumbled into the dojo, phone in my hand, still with Rudy on the line. He woke me up at 3.40am screaming i had to come down to the dojo right away, because he had something big to tell us. I hadn't heard him this exited in like forever.
"Hurry up, Kim! Everybody's waiting for you. You know – you're always late and –"
I cut him off by throwing the first thing i got my hans on (wich unfortunatley for him was one of Miltons small throphies) towards him – hitting him directly in the back of his head. "I'm litterally standing right behind you, Rudy!"
He turned around, rubbing his head while glaring at me, before he clapped his hands together and told us all to gather in front of him. "Alright guys, I've got some big news! Like super big, probably the biggest news anyon- "
Jack, who was standing right next to me (a little closer than normal i noticed) got tired of Rudy's rambling and interupted him with a sigh: "Rudy, get to the point will you? We're all really tired – it's dude."
"Right, sorry guys. So as I was saying – BIG NEWS GUYS! You'll never believe what happend. So, Bobby just called me up and told me one of his dojos in Miami is in need of a stand-in-sensei for three weeks. One of the senseis working there apparently got sick, so he offered me the job! I'm flying in to Miami next thing tomorrow!"
It took me a while to understand why this was so important he had to wake us up in the middle of the night just to tell us, but the pieces finally fit together, and a squeal of exitement escaped my mouth. "Oh my god, Rudy! And we're all totally going with you right? Like, this is going to be so much fun. Can you imagine guys? Three weeks of summer vacation in Miami!" I did a little happy dance, wich earned me a funny but amusing look from Jack, who just chuckled lightly.
Jerry's WHOO could probably be heard all the way to Miami. Everybody broke into conversation, talking about how this was totally going to be the best summer so far, until Rudy interrupted us with words none of us wanted to hear:
"Guys, you're not going to Miami!"
"What?" everybody exclaimed in unision. What were we going to do if not og to Miami with Rudy? Had he totally forgot about the upcomming tournament in 5 weeks from now? We needed all the practice we could get, and with Rudy being gone 3 weeks, even I would not bet my money on us winning.
"But Rudy – the tournament! It's important that we get all the practice we need!" I told him, giving him my famous glare. I could hear Jack mutter under his breath: "Yeah, some o fus more than others," and even though I normally would have laughed at that, I was not in a good mood now.
Rudy's eyes met mine, filled with amusement, and his words just as much: "I know, and that's why I'm sending you all to Karate Camp."