"Aha! found it!"

Said Remy, as she finally found her eraser.

"Uwahh! That's an eraser? It's more like a p*okeball!" Quietly remarked Miss stalker as she saw the size and shape of Remy's eraser.

Indeed, the shape of Remy's eraser was round, its design was exactly like that of a p*okeball and was the exact same size of a p*okeball.

"Gyaa!!!" Shouted Dylan, as he recklessly charged his opponents.

"Remy, I am not going to ask why you have that kind of an eraser, but hurry up and give it to me!"

"Catch!" Shouted Remy as she threw it to Simon.

"Shhh! Not so loud!" Shouted miss stalker.

"Huh!" The companion of the 9th grader karate captain noticed them because of this.

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"You gave our position!" Said Simon to the two, who were now covering their mouths.

"Sorry!" They both quickly apologized.

Too late for that.

He said to himself.

"Feel the power of the white demon!" Dylan shouted as he outstandingly jumped 5 feet up in the air. It was obvious what he was going to do.

Better save your captain

Simon whispered to himself.

He quickly stood up and aimed at the captain, then swiftly threw it with all his might.

"Captain! watch out!"

Shouted his companion, as he knew it was going to be a direct hit.

Checkmate.

Simon satisfyingly said to himself, as the companion