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OK, I admit it. I was showing off.

All right, all right – so I was showing off a lot.

I just couldn’t resist it, OK?!

I was about to have my last go down the slope – and who could say when I’d get the chance to do this again? Maybe not for years!! Maybe this was the last time I’d get to snowboard until I was grown up, and that was just ages away.

The way I looked at it, it was my last chance to try something a bit… well, a bit adventurous. And there’s no need to look at me like that. I bet you’d have done the same.

“Come on, then, Kenny,” Suzi said. “Last go. Let’s see you make a left turn first, followed by a right turn to finish off with.”

“OK,” I said.

Do you ever get a voice in your head that urges you to do naughty things? I seem to get it all the time. And this time it was a loud voice. This time it was saying, “Try one of those jumps that Nick told you about!”

The sensible side of me was trying to ignore the naughty voice – but this voice was just sooooo persuasive.

“Go on, Kenz,” Frankie said. “What are you waiting for?”

“Ooh, Kenny’s scared!” Carli mocked, and started making all these chicken noises at me.

Well, if there’s one thing I’m not, it’s a chicken. No-one could ever call me that!

“Right, Carli,” I thought. “I’ll show YOU!!!”

I had in mind this thing I’d seen on one of the videos in Nick’s shop. I think it’s called the corkscrew, but basically it’s someone on a snowboard jumping up and whizzing round and round in the air and then landing flat and zooming off again. COOOL!

I was a natural, wasn’t I? I reckoned I could have a go at it – and really impress Suzi!

“Watch this!” I said grandly.

I started off down the slope. Then, about a third of the way down, I bent my knees and tried to whizz myself round like I’d seen the guys on the video do. It had all looked so easy for them…

“Kenny, what are you…?” I heard Suzi call anxiously – but suddenly the world had become a blur. With a massive effort, I’d launched myself into the air, spun round and round – and landed flat on my back. YOWCH! I gave a scream as my ankle was wrenched from the snowboard and I rolled all the way down the rest of the slope, my board bumping along after me.

There was this terrible silence. All I could hear was the sound of my own pain roaring all over my body. Every part of me seemed to be throbbing and aching. I lay in a heap, breathing quickly, my heart pounding.

Suzi ran over. “Kenny, what on earth were you trying to do?” she shouted, sounding half-cross and half-frightened.

“I’m sorry,” I gasped, as dizzy spells came and went in my head. For a second I thought I would faint. “I was trying to do the corkscrew,” I said, feeling like an idiot.

“The corkscrew?! Kenny, you’re a beginner, remember!” she said. “You can’t expect to do that kind of trick for months!”

I groaned as she started taking the board off my other foot. “Ouch,” I said. “Ow – please don’t touch my ankle. It’s really really sore!”

Frankie snowboarded down to us. “What’s up?” she asked breathlessly. “Do you want me to get your dad, Kenz? He’s a doctor,” she added for Suzi’s benefit.