𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐤

𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 school started, and miguel had been getting along pretty well with demetri and eli. it had also been a month since scooby and miguel joined cobra kai, and the only thing that johnny made them practice was striking. let's just say that there knuckles have been bruised for the longest because of how many times they punch the dummies in the dojo. scooby was sitting at her usual table with the boys, munching on whatever was on her tray as she listened to the guidance counselor speak. she was talking about cyber bullying because some students had been posting stupid shit about eli on social media. obviously, scooby wasn't happy about that.

"cyberbullying is no laughing matter. sending a cruel message to someone online can be just as hurtful as saying it to their face. i'm not gonna name names, but the other day a mother called me up because her son was crying after some kids online made fun of his facial deformity." she informed everyone in the cafeteria, which made scooby glare at her. says she's not gonna name names, but literally described eli. that made everyone look at the boy, which made him cover his lip. "but today, our goal here is to make this school a safe place for all students."

"you know, if you're sick of getting bullied, our karate dojo's looking for recruits." miguel told eli, gesturing to himself and scooby. the moskowitz boy smiled at that, nodding his head slightly.

"yeah, right. you hear that, eli? a little karate training, and you're gonna kick some major ass." demetri commented.

"no, he's serious, dema. our sensei's the real deal. i'm sure we could get you both discounts." scooby chimed in, earning a nod from miguel.

"as enticing as that sounds, i think we'd rather spend our afternoons playing crucible control than getting hit in the face." demetri shot down, making scooby's face drop.

"oh, and one last thing." the guidance counselor spoke again, making the group turn to look at her. "while we're all looking forward to the halloween dance, let's make sure our costumes are culturally sensitive. for example, instead of sexy nurse, maybe try gender-neutral hospital employee. instead of a geisha. . ."

scooby tuned out whatever else she had said, not caring about what costumes she should wear since she wasn't gonna go to the dance. she didn't have enough money to get one and she sure as hell didn't have anyone to make one for her. suddenly, she felt something bounce off her forehead, snapping her out of her thoughts. she looked down to see what had bounced off her head, seeing that it was a french fry. she then looked up, seeing miguel looking at her.

"did you just throw a fry at me?" she asked him, picking said fry up and holding up.

"i called your name, like, five times." miguel reasoned, stuffing a fry into his mouth. "are you going to the halloween dance?"

"no." she answered simply, dropping the fry from her hand before she picked up her pudding cup.

"why not?" miguel asked, his eyebrows furrowing.

"i can't afford a good halloween costume." scooby shrugged, stuffing a spoonful of pudding into her mouth.

"she never goes to the halloween dance, miguel. just stop trying." demetri told him, making miguel's furrowed eyebrows deepen.

"never? why not?" he quizzed.

"can't afford." scooby repeated. "did you suddenly get short term memory lost or something?"

"no, it's just. . . i can't afford a good costume either, but my mom or grandmother usually makes me one." the diaz boy reasoned. "can't someone make you one?"

"nope." scooby mumbled, putting another spoonful of pudding into her mouth. "i'll just spend my night watching movies with milo or something."

"who the hell is milo?" miguel questioned.

"my cat. i didn't tell you i have a cat?" scooby answered.

"you have a cat?!" miguel asked, his voice raising slightly.

"yeah."

"well, can i come by and meet him?"

"no."

"why not?"

"you know, you've asked that question three times within five minutes." scooby told him, using her spoon to point at him.

miguel rolled his eyes again, "i bet they've met milo. why can't i meet milo?"

"they've never met milo." scooby shrugged.

"we've never even been to her house." eli jumped in, making scooby gesture to him and demetri nod.

"why not?" miguel asked.

"fourth time asking that." scooby pointed out, earning a bored look from the latino.

"she's never invited us over before." demetri said, answering miguel's question.

"doesn't that bother you?" miguel questioned.

"let's change the subject." scooby snapped, demetri and eli doing it immediately.

miguel looked at the parker girl that was sat across from him, eyebrows furrowed as he watched her talk with demetri and eli. he wondered why scooby didn't want anyone to go to her apartment, especially the boys who she's been friends with since middle school.

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𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐁𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 patiently waiting outside the dojo for almost an hour. johnny hadn't shown up yet, and scooby wasn't sure if that was expected or surprising for the man. while the two teens waited for their sensei, miguel had been trying to convince scooby to go to the halloween dance, but she wasn't budging. instead, she showed the taller boy pictures of milo the cat, starting from when he was a kitten to now. then, the sound of a familiar engine revving caught the duo's attention, making them look away from scooby's cracked screen to see johnny pulling into the parking lot.

"hey, sensei, you told us to be here at five, right?" miguel asked once the blonde man got out of his car and was walking towards the dojo doors.

"yeah, but today's training's canceled." johnny answered, pushing his key into the lock of the door.

"i wish you would've told us that a hour ago." scooby mumbled, earning a nudge from miguel.

"what? why?" the diaz boy quizzed.

"cause i said so." johnny replied, pulling the door open before he walked into the dojo.

miguel and scooby shared a look before they followed the man inside. they could clearly see that something was bothering johnny, but they needed to show him something and it couldn't wait. so, they followed johnny right into his office, miguel sliding his bag off his back so that he could retrieve his laptop.

"sensei, there's something that we wanna show you." miguel announced, looking at scooby to silently ask her to help him with his bag. the curly haired girl stepped forward, holding the boy's bag so that he could grab his laptop.

"look, i'm really not in the mood." johnny told them, going into his mini fridge to grab a beer.

"but you're gonna like it. or it's at least gonna lighten up your mood." scooby told him, miguel finally getting his laptop out and going over to the table that was in the corner of the room.

he sat down as he opened his laptop, looking up at johnny with raised eyebrows. when he saw that the older man was too worried about downing the liquid in his beer bottle, he knew that he needed to gain the man's attention. "it's a cobra kai web page, right? made it in study hall. click on the snake."

johnny looked between the two teens, his eyes staying on scooby with furrowed eyebrows. the shorter girl realized this, making her roll her eyes. "sensei, just click the snake."

johnny did as told, making the snake hiss before it slid to a log in/sign up page. "okay, that's the sign-in page. now, i was thinking, we can make an app where you track your progress, get a social media campaign going, get it out to the whole school. the possibilities are endless!"

"i volunteered to run the social media page because i don't really know how to make an app." scooby quickly added, not noticing the smile that had made it's way onto johnny's lips.

round and round by ratt then started to play, making miguel pull out his phone. "oh, that was my mom. i'll, uh, call her back later."

"hey, was that just -" johnny started.

"ratt? awesome, right?" miguel finished, making scooby smile. "i went online and looked up guns n' roses and ended up going on this whole '80s-rock rabbit hole. that shit is dope."

"i still can't believe you didn't know who guns n' roses were." scooby said, making miguel look up at her. "i mean, honestly."

"all right." johnny mumbled, making the two teens look at him. "meet me at the high school at midnight. don't be late."

"what for?" miguel asked.

"you wanna learn how to kick ass? first you gotta learn how to kick." johnny answered.

"is it bad that i don't like how that sounds?" scooby questioned, turning to look at miguel.

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𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐁𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 from the school together, the both of them soaking wet from being pushed into the pool by johnny lawrence. he also tied their hands together so that they wouldn't use them, forcing the two teens to use their legs to pushing them to the surface. the both of them struggled at first, but they got it down after a few minutes, having no choice. now, scooby was walking to the door of her house, her keys in her hand. once she got to her door, she quietly stuck the key into the lock and turned it, gently pushing the door open. she then untied her soaked sneakers before she pulled her socks off, stepping inside as quietly as she can.

she gently placed her sneakers and socks next to the door, gently closing it before she locked it. milo then made his way towards her, making her bend down to greet him. she smiled as she started to pet him, his head lifting slightly as he closed his eyes. she stood there in her crouched position for a few minutes, just rubbing milo as he purred. scooby stood up from her crouched position so that she could go up to the bathroom, but she stopped once she saw her father standing in the corridor that led to the kitchen.

"you're home late." he mumbled, scooby hearing the slur in his words.

"yeah, i was at this kid's house. we were working on a project." scooby quickly said.

mike looked his daughter up and down, seeing the water that was coming from her. "you're soaking wet, scoob."

the curly haired girl closed her eyes, hoping that he'd be too drunk to notice. "decided to push me into the pool before i left."

mike nodded, not believing anything scooby had just said. "you must think i'm stupid."

"what? i - i don't." scooby quicky denied, shaking her head.

"that must be it. because there's no way that you just let those words leave your mouth." mike said, his hand waving around.

scooby looked at his hand, seeing that he had a freshly opened beer in it. she didn't know what she should say. mike wouldn't believe her regardless of what she said. she stood there silent, just waiting for whatever he was gonna do. the older parker walked towards her, scooby seeing milo run up the stairs. before she could do anything, mike was grabbing her face, making her look at him.

"all you ever do is fuck about. you don't do shit but go to school and come home late. meanwhile, i'm out working my ass off, trying to keep us afloat. do you know how much it costs to live in a place like this?" mike ranted, venom dripping from his tongue. scooby closed her eyes, the smell of alcohol filling her nostrils. "and then. . . when i ask one thing, hoping for you to be honest with me, you lie! straight to my face! you're such an ungrateful little brat!"

"i wasn't lying." scooby mumbled, ignoring the pain that appeared in her jaw from how tight her father was gripping her face.

mike let out a bitter chuckle as he let go of scooby's face. some sort of relief filled her veins. but the relief quickly vanished when she felt her father's fist connecting with her cheek. scooby fell to the floor with a loud thud, the sound of footsteps appearing as mike went up the stairs to his room. scooby sat up from her spot on the floor, ignoring the stinging that appeared in her eyes. she opened her mouth to release the tension that was in her jaw, hearing a small crack. she sniffled as she stood up, grabbing her wet sneakers and socks so that she could take them upstairs to put them in the washer.

with that, she went to the bathroom, stripped of her clothing and took a shower. she was just gonna do the same thing she always does whenever her father did things like that; push down how she was feeling and move on. she'll just take it out on a dummy at the dojo.

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❝𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐌 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 i did to those boards, but if she knew where i was right now, she would kill me." miguel said as he slipped his socks back on.

him, johnny, and scooby had been practicing their kicks all day. scooby didn't understand why her and miguel had to be pushed into a freezing cold pool to learn how to kick properly. she didn't ask, not wanting to get some weird explanation from johnny. miguel had noticed the bruise on scooby's cheek, asking how she had gotten it. she lied, claiming that she fell face first when she came in last night. that then led to miguel asking if she had changed her mind about the halloween dance, frowning when he had gotten the same answer as before. now, the two teens were getting ready to leave the dojo.

scooby smiled at what miguel said, shaking her head as she slipped her feet into her sneakers. "i'm pretty sure she's gonna find out at some point. karate comes with a lot of bruises. look at your knuckles."

"your knuckles are much worse than mines." miguel quickly reasoned, making the parker girl look down at her knuckles. they were definitely bruised and sore, the girl having gone overboard with punching the dummy the last few days. the sound of johnny groaning is what pulled the two out of their conversation. "what's wrong with you?"

"nothing." johnny answered, folding up the papers in his hands. "put your costumes on. i'm driving the both of you to that dance. we're gonna pick up more students."

"i'm not going." scooby announced, watching as miguel pulled out his costume from his bag.

"why not?" johnny asked.

"i don't have a costume and i can't afford one." scooby shrugged, pulling a hoodie over her head.

johnny was about to say something else, but scooby interrupted him, snorting when she had seen the costume that miguel had put on.

"what the hell is that?" johnny questioned.

"it's my halloween costume." miguel replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "my yaya made it. it started off as deadpool. then i think it was spider-man, and then it just kind of became some generic superhero."

"yeah, a poor one at that." johnny mumbled. he then chuckled when he realized what he had said. "you're poor-man."

"yeah." miguel sighed.

"well, i can't let you go out like that. and i can't let you not go. we have a reputation to uphold." johnny told him and scooby.

"how would me not going affect our reputation?" scooby asked, looking at miguel with furrowed eyebrows.

the diaz boy shrugged, turning to look at their sensei. "what do you suggest?"

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𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐁𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 in skeleton costumes, miguel's being outdated since it was from the 80s. johnny had bought another one for scooby from party city, even though the girl had told him that he didn't have to. she then did her and miguel's skull makeup for the costumes. now, they were walking into the school gym where the dance was taking place, walking through a cloud of fog. they looked around the gym, scooby frowning slightly when she had heard the horrible music that was being played by the dj. she then saw demetri and eli standing at a table, the parker girl grabbing miguel's hand hand dragging him over to them.

"are my eyes deceiving me, or is scooby really standing here, dressed in a costume?" demetri questioned, looking at the curly haired girl with raised eyebrows.

"i'm only here for the dojo. apparently, me not being here would ruin our reputation, so. . ." scooby grumbled, leaning onto the table with a scowl on her face.

"oh, skeletons. classic. nice." demetri complimented, gesturing to her and miguel.

"thanks, i like your sorcerer costume." miguel smiled, making scooby and eli share a knowing look. scooby frowned once she realized that eli was dressed as a surgeon, having a mask covering his face.

"sorcerer?" demetri repeated before he scoffed. "please. i'm a necromancer."

"what?" miguel asked.

"didn't you see the amulet?" demetri shot back.

miguel didn't answer, turning to look at eli. "so, are you a regular doctor or -"

"plastic surgeon. i fix lips." eli quickly interrupted.

"nice." miguel and scooby mumbled in unison, making them look at each other weirdly.

the group of four then started to talk amongst one another, looking around at all the students that were dressed in costumes. miguel and scooby had gotten some looks from students that walked by, commenting on how the two were matching. the two then told demetri and eli how they had put up a website for cobra kai and that they should join. demetri denied the offer again, but eli stayed silent. now, the quartet was standing at the snack table, a cup of punch in each of their hands. the boys were trying to get the courage to talk to a group of girls.

"okay, are we ready?" miguel asked, looking at demetri and eli. "let's ask the dragon queens to dance."

"slow your roll. we got time." demetri told him. on cue, a guy dressed up as doctor who walked up to one of the girls and grabbed her hand, taking her away to dance.

"shit! we just lost one to doctor who." miguel said, scooby snorting at the disappointment in his voice.

"i have to go to the bathroom." eli announced.

"yeah, me too. that punch is going right through me." demetri agreed, earning an eye roll from miguel.

demetri and eli then walked away, miguel and scooby following after them. the group went to the locker rooms, scooby going to the girls while the boys went to. . . well, the boys. she came out of the locker room, using a paper towel to dry her hands. she stopped when she saw demetri and eli running out of the boys locker room, her eyebrows furrowing. she then heard yells and screams from inside the locker room, making her head snap towards it. she ran into the locker room, hearing miguel screaming. she followed his voice, running over to the lockers only to see that there was a fence blocking her entry. she saw that kyler was swinging a lacrosse stick at miguel, kyler's minions holding miguel down.

"get the fuck off of him!" scooby spat, banging on the fence. she tried to open it, only to see that it was locked. "let him go! leave him the fuck alone!"

the group ignored her, continuing to beat on miguel until they were satisfied. once they were done, they let miguel drop to the floor, turning around so that they could leave. kyler was the first one to move forward, opening the fence as he glared down at scooby. he smiled at her, pushing her back into the wall before he walked out. his minions followed after him, all of them smiling and celebrating what they just did. scooby quickly made her way over to miguel, seeing that he had blood coming from a cut on his forehead.

"hey, it's okay. it's okay." scooby whispered, hearing miguel whimper as he curled in on himself.

the sound of footsteps entering the locker room is what made scooby stand up, thinking that it was kyler coming back to finish the job. but when she saw johnny lawrence make an appearance, she relaxed.

"he - he's hurt bad, sensei." scooby stuttered, bending back down to cater to miguel. "i - i don't know what to do. my phone died, like, a hour ago."

daij speaks!
heyyyyy. i know it's been like a month since i've updated this book, but i've been really focused on wasteland. so focused that i am now on the last episode of season three. i'll try to update that book during the week cause i'm home and i have more time than before. but on top of that, i also published a sex education book. it's called boyfriend and it's a maeve wiley book, so if you're interested in that, check it out. (please check it out)

edit: i added the last part cause it was too short to leave it by itself so,

but i hope u guys enjoyed this chapter 🫶🏼