Hot For Sensei

Chapter Fifty-Three

The next morning, Ivy and Miguel went to talk to Johnny before school. He was sitting at his kitchen table on his laptop eating beef jerky. Now that Miguel could walk again, they wanted to open up a new Dojo, and he and Miguel were trying to think up new names.

"Okay, how about Johnny Lawrence Karate?" Miguel suggested from the couch, "Or...Strike Hard Karate?"

Johnny didn't look up, it was like he didn't even hear him. Miguel let out a huff, and he and Ivy moved to the kitchen table to get Johnny's attention.

"Come on, Sensei. I need your help trying to think of names for the new Dojo." Miguel spoke a little louder.

"How long does it take Facebook messages to get delivered?" Johnny asked, ignoring the names, "Ali lives in Colorado, so probably a while, right?"

"It's instantaneous." Miguel narrowed his eyes in annoyance and Johnny slapped his laptop shut with a huff, "Okay, how about All American Karate?"

"It's not good enough." Johnny shook his head, "We need something that tells everyone that we're the most badass Dojo in the Valley."

"Yeah...sucks that Cobra Kai's such a badass name." Miguel sighed.

"What if we just keep that? Except we spell our cobra with a K. They can call us triple K." Johnny snapped his fingers like he had just struck gold.

"Like KKK?" Miguel gave him a look and Ivy shook her head.

"Yeah, that's probably a bad idea." Johnny agreed.

"You wanna sound stronger than a cobra, right? What about a dragon?" Ivy looked between them, "They're powerful creatures, and heavily woven into Japanese culture."

"I like where your mind's going, but we're American, not Japanese." Johnny grumbled, "Alright, whatever, we'll figure it out. First, we need some students."

"It's my first day back at school today." Miguel grinned, "I could do some recruiting. But, where are we going to train?"

"You let me worry about that." Johnny nodded and stood, and the teens stood with him, "Now get out of here before you're late."

"Yes, Sensei." Miguel smiled.

He and Johnny shared some kind of bro handshake and Ivy waved to Johnny before they left his apartment. On the way to her truck, Ivy nudged Miguel.

"You should go for the old cobras." She suggested.

"Old cobras?" he asked.

"I didn't want to say this in front of Johnny, but Kreese kicked out a lot of kids for not being worthy. Most of our original team, actually." Ivy went on, "I'd bet they'd jump at the chance to join us and get back at Kreese."

"Well then I'll go for them first." Miguel nodded, angry at this news.

"You get 'em, champ." Ivy smiled.

Throwing their bags in the back, they hopped up into the truck and headed off to school.

When they arrived, people started to recognize Miguel, and they cheered and clapped for his recovery. He waved back to some of them sheepishly, clearly embarrassed, as Ivy walked by his side. As they walked into the lobby, Hawk approached them and Ivy panicked, quickly turning her back on him.

"We can talk, Ivy." She heard him mumble, "You don't have to do that."

"Honor the agreement, Hawk." She said without looking back, "It's hard enough as it is already."