New Boy | Miguel Diaz

Punishment

"This all could be over in an instant. The decision's yours! Who trashed the Miyagi dojo?"

After Mr. LaRusso's run in yesterday, both Sensei's made us do a bunch of burpees until someone spilled the truth.

"Y'all know I'm no fan of LaRusso's, but that sort of bullshit we don't teach in here. At least not anymore. So, I'm gonna ask you again... who trashed Miyagi-Do?"

"It was not me, Sensei. I would never disrespect another man's dojo-"

"Shut your cakehole, Chubs. I'm not looking for excuses. I'm looking for answers!"

"Sensei, we really don't know who did it."

"Somebody knows something. Question is... who's gonna break?"

Sensei left to answer the ringing phone in his office. "Keep going. We can do this all day."

"Sensei, we need a water break."

He thought about it for a second, and gave in. "Two minute break! Get your bearings."

After our two minute break, we got called out to go to the back room for more exercises.

I was stuck on ropes, along with Miguel, Tory, and the Chubs guy.

"You think it's okay if I puke in here?" He asked Aisha.

"No."

"Navy Seals puke all the time."

"Do not puke."

"He's not gonna let up. We gotta figure out who did it."

"I bet it was shit-breath." Tory accuses.

Mitch stood from his spot. "Hey, screw you."

"What'd you say?"

"Wanna do this right now?" Hawk and Miguel held Mitch back as I grabbed Tory's arm.

"Stop! Would you really like to know who did it?"
Kreese shouted for the classes attention.

"It was Hawk. And it was Diaz. And Williams. And it was Robinson, Nichols, Chubs, Red. When one of you makes a move, you all make a move.

"You live and you die with the consequences and the spoils. Because you are all Cobra Kai. Main dojo, five minutes. You're about to begin your real training."