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It grew dark outside and me and my brother were catching up. I told him all of the Robby drama, Miguel in a coma, me and Hawk. All my new friends. He missed all of that. He was in prison.
I had my head on his chest and my legs on his, as we sat on the bench in the backroom. I was getting g sleepy, but grandpa insisted on having training.
Antonio said I can sleep on his shoulder until 10 which is the time practice starts. So that's what I'm doing, sleeping on my brothers lap.
The back door opened, revealing all of the cobras. I didn't move though. I stayed in my spot. I kept my head on Antonio's shoulder and my legs on top of his.
Whispers were exchanged at the new boy I was laying on. He smirked and sent a sarcastic wave to all of them.
He hit my back roughly, waking me up from my nap.
"Practice." He pointed towards the group of kids staring at the door.
I huffed, before sitting up, and making my way to the locker room and putting my gi on.
I walked back out in my gi. Everyone was chatting.
"Antonio! Come on, I'll show you the Gis." I told him. He got up and walked over to the closet filled with the white fabric.
"What size are you?" I asked. I would have known the answer. He was always a men's medium. But he grew buffer and much taller. I would say he is about 5'11.
"Men's Large." He told me. I nodded and pulled out the gi.
"Your too tall." I laughed as he towered over me.
"Nah your just short." He mocked.
"I'm not short!"
He put it on and we both walked back in into the backroom, in the middle of a now heated argument.
Let's just say, we are hot heads.
"I'm not short Antonio!" I yelled.
"Your like a midget. I thought there were only 7 dwarves in Snow White." He taunted.
"Oh yeah, we'll I thought there was only one giant- ugh whatever your fucking built like a skyscraper." I tried to come out with a comeback.
"Let's go see grandpa shorty-pants." He ruffled my hair.
I groaned in annoyance.
Everyone around the dojo looked confused, but hawk looked jealous.
I muttered a bunch of curse words under my breath, before following Antonio to grandpas office.
"I need to introduce ya Antonio. Come on." Kreese insisted.
All three of us walked out to the stretching kids on the mat. All of them were muttering about the school fight.
"Class! This is Antonio Kreese. My grandson, and Amelias brother. Amelia and Antonio don't get along very well so get used to the bickering. Fall in!" Kreese yelled.
We all stood in lines on the mat.
"Forward strike."
Hai Kyu!
Hai Kyu!
Hai Kyu!
We repeated punches until the door walked in. Johnny Lawrence.
"We have a visitor." Kreese announced. We all turned to the blonde in the doorway.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He asked in disbelief at Kreese's actions.
"Teaching my students." He smirked. So did I.
"Your students?" Johnny scoffed.
"You let them down when they needed you the most." Sensei explained. My smirk fell when I replayed the events that happened the other day.
"Someone needed to remind them of what it takes to win." Sensei glared. Johnny walked over but all the students guarded Kreese like he was royalty.
Johnny scoffed.
"After everything I did for you?" He raised his arms. I audibly scoffed.
"Miguel is in the hospital because of you, or should I say your son?" I glared. "He showed mercy to Robby because of you. If he dies, that's on you."
I inched closer, each step making me want to punch his face even more.
I realized how close I was and looked down, before returning to my spot.
"I warned you about this, I told you not to show weakness." Sensei stepped closer, pushing past the wall of students.
"Get out." Johnny demanded.
"This is my dojo. I forgot to tell you, while you were away, I spoke to the landlord, he doesn't like you very much. You know the problem with those, handshake deals. No guarantees."
"You can't do this." Johnny said below a whisper.
"Of course I can. I founded Cobra Kai. It belongs to me. Always has, always will." Kreese inched closer.
"I will never let my students lose. Even if they have to learn the hard way." He looked at me. I was glaring intently at Johnny.
"You want Cobra Kai? It's all yours." And with that, Johnny left the backroom, and we continued our drills.

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