Random stuff I write/one shots and short stories

Not a Promt cause I had an idea, #2

So this is another one that doesn't have a prompt, it's based off a funny thing that happened in MY karate class, and I figured I'd turn it into a bit of a funny story.

Also, I apologize for lack of posting (to this story and all my others). I've had some writers block for some stories, and not much time in general. I know, summer vacation right? Meh.
I had an art class four days a week for four hours a day for four and a half weeks. (It was a class we were supposed to take during the school year but never happened because CoViD).
Ive also had sports so yeahhhhh....
I should be better in the next like fourish weeks until school starts but after that is gonna be hectic for a tad bit.
Thanks for understanding,
Z

APPARENTLY WE'RE A BASASS COMEDY SHOW

Hiya, I'm Aida. I'm a jr. Black belt, and in my class, I'm the only girl and I tend to be used as a demo, which means I'm the one who gets beat up and flipped to show everyone else what to do. The boys in my class(the advanced class) are definitely not always the smartest, among other things.

Also, it has been determined that my karate class is like one of those really rigorous police training shows where everyone's dying from working so hard but is also a comedy so the people still do stupid stuff

Example:
Last night we were doing combinations and kempos

Well they gave me only combinations and only ones that they knew I didn't know cause I learned them just before quarantine and we've gone over them like once since we've been back.

So there was only one of them that I could do and I did it kinda backwards. So basically I did a ton of push-ups cause I supposedly have 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,12,14&26. I actually have 3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10&12 and my mind blanked on four and other than that they gave me all the ones not most recently listed. Now if you get it wrong you have to do as many push-ups as the combination number is *sighs*.

So the next two or three boys go up one by one, they have similar results, then one kid(who's a twin named Eli he's just less than a year younger than me) goes, oh I know them. Please let it be noted that his confidence levels range from extraordinary cocky to absolutely none. So he goes up and they go, alright, for everyone he gets wrong he has to do double the number of push-ups. *face slam*. He did ok, but he got about half wrong. And we eventually all were just laughing cause none of us could remember all of the combinations. Kempos were just fine but.... so yeah.

Oh and still after that the kids who went up made us laugh cause they couldn't really do the combinations either.

Then the seven year old(Wesley) goes up and gets mostly kempos and basically kills us because he got the easy ones.

I did meh, except I kept forgetting how to do four.
Like literally five times I was asked and I couldn't frigging remember :/ ....

So yeahhhh, I mean, we're used to it, but the new kids are definitely always questioning our mental sanity.