COBRA KAI, imagines and preferences

difference in the day (1) - samantha

WARNINGS: swearing, mentioning of homework and school during summer🙄
CREDIT: myself, requested by hotawkwardmess
WORDS: 1551
A/N BEFORE WE START: I don't wanna see hate comments, death threats to her, or saying that it should've been Sam that got kicked off the railing. people actually like Sam, including myself, and there's no fucking reason for you to leave comments saying that you hate her, or wish that she died, or something even remotely mean about her. what's even the point of telling us that you don't like Sam? like we don't fucking care so why tell us? to anger us? that's just extremely disrespectful, and if I see any mean comments toward Sam they will be deleted, and your account will be muted so you can't comment on any of my writing anymore. thank you. okay now that that's been said, enjoy the imagine.

Monday mornings were normally tediously dull at West Valley High school, most students just went and did their work. Monday's for some reason we're dreaded by the students along with a large variety of the teachers, interesting things rarely happened so all they did was do their work and go home. Today, seemed no different, except was far from the same.

Sam and her friends sat around a table during lunch. It was in the mid of day, the high school had started back up about a month ago after summer break, and they were all extremely hungry as shit.

"So, did you guys do the math assignment?" Hawk asked, looking around at his friends curiously with hope in his eyes. Demetri scoffed already sensing what his binary brother wanted, "Shut it, Pigeon, we're not giving you the answers to the homework." Hawk sighed, not realizing what he had just called him, "Damnit."

Miguel cleared his throat to stop the stubborn pair from bickering, "Did you guys hear a new student's joining our school today? Pretty sure it's a girl." And there it was, the difference in the day. The new student, who has just happened to walk into the lunchroom with perfect timing.

"Yeah I did, I heard she's really hot." Hawk shared bluntly. Sam dramatically rolled her eyes, "This isn't mean girls, you dimwit." She scoffed. "And even if she was, that wouldn't matter-"

Sam's jaw couldn't help but drop as she looked up to see a new person, she had assumed was the new student. The rest of Sam's phrase refused to leave her mouth. Her eyes scanned over the student. Sam felt nervous just by the look of her, and she wasn't exactly sure as to why. And god, was she gorgeous. She wore light blue baggy jeans, with multiple rips at the knees, a tight, jet black crop-top that ended just above her belly button, and a light grey hoodie tied around her waist by the sleeves. Sam's eyes scanned farther down as she saw her black Dr. Martens on her feet to top off the look.

Sam's breath caught in her throat when she realized she had been staring, and caught in the act. "Come on Sam, go ahead and finish your sentence." Hawk teased her. Sam glared at him, "Shut it."

The student approached the table next to them, which happened to be Moon and Piper's table, which sat Moon and Piper. The duo had recently started dating, and they were really cute together.

Sam watched closely as the girl sat down as if she already knew them. There was just something about her that made poor Sam look like a deer in headlights. "I wonder what her name is," Sam mumbled, thinking only she could hear that. "That's Y/N L/N." Sam quickly turned around to see Tory walking to their table.

Sam furrowed her eyebrows, "You know her?" She asked as Tory sat down in the empty space next to Demetri. "Yeah, she and I were camp counselors together when I spent the summer with my aunt." Tory explained, "She's so nice."

"Oh, don't say that, I'm having Pink Guy flashbacks," Demetri uttered, dramatically shivering. "What do you mean flashbacks? I hear that song playing whenever I come over to nap in your bed." Hawk laughed. "Did I hear that shit right? Napping in each other's bed..." Tory laughed with a smirk.

"Yeah," Miguel hummed, "And Sam's too!" Miguel announced loudly, that part didn't actually happen, he was just to get his friend's attention. "Hmm?" Sam asked, her eyes still on the table next to her, more specifically the beautiful girl sitting on it.

"Oh my god," Tory sighed rolling her eyes, quickly standing up and walking over to Y/N's table. "Wait, no! Tory, what are you doing?" Sam questioned, her eyes getting bigger as she realized what Tory was gonna do. Tory completely ignored Sam.

"Hey, Y/N!" Tory said, patting the girl's shoulder. Y/N looked back curiously, to see who was touching her, then smiled, "Tory, haven't seen you in a while." Sam listened anxiously, her voice was angelic. Tory smiled, "It's nice to see you! Wait, have you met Sam LaRusso?" And there it was. She pulled the Barney Stinson. Tory motioned toward a flustered Samantha.

Y/N smiled, curiously looking back, "I don't believe I have. Hello Sam, I'm Y/N." The girl smiled, then laughed lightly at how nervous the girl had got. "Nice to meet you." Samantha took notice of how incredibly hot her voice was. "It- It's nice to meet you- too." Sam stuttered out. She normally wasn't like this.

The bell rang, meaning that the students in the cafeteria would have to get to their classes and Samantha and Y/N wouldn't get finish this intriguing conversation. Well, at least not when they wanted.

"Well, I gotta get to class. Tory, would you mind showing me where it is?" Y/N questioned, turning to her easily excited friend. "I'd love to, but my class is in the opposite direction. Sam's class is right across the hall I believe, she can take you." Tory offered, looking back to Sam, whose cheeks had turned a light pink.

"Yeah, I can. W-what class do you have?" Sam asked.

"Algebra two."

"That's Sam's class too!" Tory shared happily, patting her on the shoulder. "You got this," Tory whispered, before dragging the rest of her friends away then walking off herself. Sam sighed.

"Something wrong?" Y/N questioned kindly. "Oh! No no no, not at all." Sam quickly replied. She took a deep breath, "Now what class did you say you had next?"

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The rest of the day went by extra slow as if it was purposely trying to torture Sam. Despite how nervous she would get, she was incredibly anxious to see the mysterious new girl once again. The bell following Sam's last class finally rang, and she quickly walked out and to her locker to hastily grab her things so she could make her way to Y/N before she exited the premises.

See Sam smiled to herself, then grabbed her bag and the rest of her belongings. It's like God knew exactly what she wanted because Y/N was approaching her at her locker.

"Why the rush, gorgeous?" The charming sound of her voice and the pet name made Samantha gulp hardly. Y/N smiled as she leaned onto the locker next to Sam. Sam inhaled sharply, "No rush," She lied, "Today was just odd." Y/N laughed, before looking at the floor then back up and Sam, making intense eye contact, "And why's that?"

Sam's eyes widened quickly, "No specific reason. I guess different could've been a better word for me to use." Sam said, then quickly looked away from Y/N, and down at her feet, lightly biting on the inside of her cheek shyly. "Yeah, I guess it could've." Y/N agreed, eyeing Sam up and down. Sam's at the dully colored tiles on the floor before notice how pretty her shoes were.

"I really like your shoes." Sam complimented sweetly, still entirely avoiding eye contact. "Thank you," Y/N replied, "I like yours too, along with everything else about your outfit." Sam smiled even bigger if that's possible. "God, you're smile is just the cutest," Y/N said. Sam's cheeks were now flushed with red.

"Thanks," Sam responded, her voice getting quieter as she got more flustered. "You're very welcome. I should probably go, I promised my mom I'd bring her home some groceries after school so I can't stay out too long. Thank you for showing me to my classes, love, and thank you for shyly complimenting my Dr. Martens." Sam laughed. She knew she could be shy, it wasn't very often but Y/N was bringing out the timidness in her.

Y/N could tell that Sam was a bit embarrassed by how shy she was being. "Don't be ashamed, your shyness is cute." Y/N pointed out, "But I should really get going. See you around, LaRusso."

Sam smiled and looked up, getting one last look before she left, "See you around." And with that, Y/N walked through the school doors.

(A/N: I'm tired asf but part 2 will be posted soon, imma start writing it tomorrow! thanks for reading, I hope the person requesting enjoyed it!)