I waited outside the dojo, leaning on the wall with my arms crossed, looking down at my feet. The atmosphere in the dojo went back to normal after Daniel and Mr Miyagi left. However, I received odd looks from all of the boys throughout their practice.  I heard male voices exiting the dojo and I stood up straight.

"Hey" Bobby greeted in a low voice. He stood in front of me with his duffle bag in his right hand.

"Hey" I replied.

"We need to talk" I frowned, I opened my mouth to respond but Johnny interrupted me.

"Hey Bobby are you coming?" He stopped smiling when he saw me. I scowled at him and the others.

"No, I'm going to Lucy's, her family invited me for dinner" He told them. He and the guys said their goodbyes. Bobby wrapped his arm around my shoulder as we made our way over to his car. He threw his bag in the back and walked over to me, opening up the passenger door. I thanked him and climbed in.

Neither of us said a word, I grew anxious the closer we got to my house. 'We need to talk' that did not sound positive at all. Was he mad at me for walking in the dojo with Daniel? That's the only wrong thing I did that I could think of. Surely, he wouldn't break up with me over that would he? He parked outside and shut off the engine. I opened the car door, Bobby reached over and closed it. I gave him a questioning look.

"Let's talk before we go in" He said.

"Go on" I waited. I shivered as he guided his fingers down my arm to my hand, taking a hold of it.

"What happened to Daniel, I had nothing to do with it! I tried to stop them Lucy, honest. Ask any of them, even Daniel. I didn't touch him I swear. I need you to know that. I promised you and I keep my promises" His thumb began stroking the back of my hand. I believed him. I looked up at him, seeing the faint circles under his eyes and grew sad.

"Does it hurt?" I asked

"Not as much as it did last night, I'll heal before the others trust me. They got it worse. That old guy just came out of nowhere! He kicked our asses" I couldn't help but giggle. Just the thought of Mr Miyagi taking on all of them, I needed to see that.

"Good. It's about time you all got a taste of your own medicine. Maybe not so much you, but the others. They deserved it!" I bit my bottom lip. "What did you want to talk to me about?"

"That was it" Bobby replied. I let out a sigh of relief. "Why what's wrong?"

"Oh so, I thought that when you said 'we need to talk' that you were gonna break up with me" I shamefully admitted.

"Why the hell would I break up with you" Bobby began to hysterically laugh. He placed both of his hands on either side of my face. "You're so cute"
He leaned forward and attached our lips quickly before pulling away.

"Come on, let's go inside"

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I grabbed the tray with the brownie mixture in and carefully picked it up. Bobby held the oven door open for me. I placed the tray in and set the timer. My dad had cooked a great meal so I wanted to treat everybody to desert. The recipe my grandmother taught me.

"You have flour on your face" Bobby told me.

"Where?" I started to rub my face with my hands.

"Right there!" I blinked rapidly away and stared at Bobby, completely speechless. A wide grin plastered on his face.

"Did you really just do that?" I asked referring to my now flour covered face, no thanks to him.

"Ooops" He innocently blurted out. "That was an accident"

"Oh really?" I slowly made my way over to the carton of eggs, which thankfully, was right next to Bobby. I picked up one and cracked it on his head. Watching the gooey mess get in his hair and run down his face. "Ooops, my bad"

"You're so dead!" He spat and began to chase me around my kitchen. I grabbed a handful of flour out of the packet and threw it at him, making it worse for myself. I dodged him anytime I could. He ended up blocking my path, his arms and legs spread wide as he back me into a corner. A light bulb went off in my head. I quickly got on my hands and knees and tried crawling under his legs. I almost made it out but he grabbed my ankle and turned me onto my back, sitting on top of me. I watched him reach up and grab an egg off of the table.

"Bobby no!" I screamed through my uncontrollable giggles. He too couldn't contain his laughter.

"It's only fair" He said, using his spare hand to hold mine above my head. I braced myself, he cracked the egg straight on my forehead.

"What in the world?" I heard my mom gasp. We both turned to the doorway of the kitchen to see my mom and dad stood watching us. Bobby quickly jumped off of me and pulled me up.

"How's the brownie making going?" My dad sarcastically asked.

"Great" Bobby and I replied at the same time, nodding. The shell of the egg left my forehead and hit the floor.