𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙇 - 𝙀𝙇𝙄 𝙈𝙊𝙎𝙆𝙊𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙕

quiver

when you had arrived at the dojo, there was a line of kids at the front door. walking up to the front you spotted your favorite boy and demetri.

"well, look who decided to change their minds." you told them, smirking. demetri only rolled his eyes while eli went to hug you. he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into his chest almost forcefully, but you didn't mind. he smelt like nice cologne and fabric softener, but weirdly the combination worked. ever since you joined karate it felt like you guys haven't spoke, hung out, or touched in a while. you pulled back from him with a small smile when johnny came out of his office.

"why did i let you talk me into this? this goes against everything i stand for. it's like extra gym class for no reason." the negative boy told his friend. you were still holding hands with eli while he talked to demetri. "let's just give it a chance. you say the fight, miguel kicked ass. and so did y/n/n." the boy reasoned.

"quiet!" johnny interrupted the chatter in the dojo. all heads turned to look at him. "face front." he instructed. johnny then walked around observing the new recruits. "nice shirt." he said once he got to demetri. the nerdy boy thanked him with a smile. "i'm joking it sucks." the blonde told the kid. you fist bumped johnny for that one. johnny then went around looking at the new kids and picking on them. calling them losers and nerds.

"...so everybody, fall in!" but nobody moved. everyone just looked around confused and you winced. god everyone is so hopeless, you thought. "that means line up!" you told the whole dojo. everyone soon got in lines. "no, not line up in a line. lines! get in lines!" johnny spoke, frustrated. "you mean like rows?" demetri questioned.

"hey, lip!" this was the moment you dreaded. "yeah, you. the one with the freaky lip. who do you think i'm talking to?" johnny called out eli. you felt your hands grow into fist and just as you were about to speak up, demetri spoke out. "excuse me, uh, mr. lawrence.." but aisha interrupted, "sensei lawrence!" yelling. "okay...sensei lawrence, you really shouldn't make fun of someone's physical appearance." demetri told the man. "so, i'm not supposed to mention his lip at all?" the man let out with a chuckle. demetri and johnny went back and forth about physical appearance, but demetri was just antagonizing the man.

before you knew it, everyone was backing up and it was just johnny and demetri in the middle. "hit me." johnny instructed. so, demetri threw a weak punch before being told to do so again. and when demetri went to throw the final punch, sensei flipped him over. all the students let out a gasp. "let that be a warning, to all of you." johnny told the dojo.

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"i got yelled at, got my ass kicked, and then gave him my money. you know who lives like that? hookers." demetri told both you and miguel when you asked him why he was quitting. "yeah, but he's not that bad of a guy. you gotta give him a chance." you told the pale boy. "i don't need to learn karate when i have you two." demetri nodded his head over to kyler and the boy you kicked into the table. they made eye contact with you two then walked in the other direction. "see? no one's gonna mess with you guys." demetri explained.

you, demetri, and miguel were all sitting in science when sam larusso walked in. she got miguel's attention as if she were the most beautiful girl on earth. you, personally, didn't get the "wow factor" of her. she had walked in with a blow pop stuck on her pink sweater. "thanks for the blow pop, guys. really never gets old." she called out. "it's cause she gives blow jobs. get it? blow pop...blow job." demetri explained the joke. "yeah...we get it." you told him, stone faced. "that's just a rumor." miguel told the pale boy.

we were instructed to get into groups, but sam's partner was absent so miguel volunteered to take her in. "thank you guys so much. i don't know what i would've-" she started with a grateful smile. "oh, you should be thanking miguel and miguel alone. if it were up to me you'd be partnerless." you told her, not feeling any remorse. sam's face fell and miguel looked at you with furrowed brows. "...well i'm gonna go get a chair." sam said, walking away.