all-american bitch - cobra kai | on hold!

chapter nine

CHAPTER NINE
winner

Something about winning doesn't feel as good when Miguel isn't winning with Venus.

Venus hasn't ever thrown a game, or a tournament, or anything, honestly. She likes winning. But something about winning doesn't feel as good for Venus when Miguel is losing.

"How can you be fucking sad at a time like this?" Hawk narrows his eyes at Miguel's somber expression from afar, "He does realize we won, right?"

"You know how he is about Venus lately," Demetri shrugs.

"What about you and Love?" Hawk asks, "Everybody saw you two sneak out during the tournament."

"Everybody?" Demetri widens his eyes, "Shit."

"Yeah," Aisha nods, "Should we go over and talk to him?"

Hawk rolls his eyes, getting up and walking to Miguel.

Aisha follows after, immediately saying; "This is how you celebrate first place?"

"She hasn't texted me back," Miguel says, worriedly, "She seemed like she wanted to talk."

"What happens when you get hit? You counterpunch," Hawk says, "Except, maybe don't actually hit her this time."

"Hawk!"

"What, too soon?" Hawk sighs, "Just don't beat yourself up over it. And don't give up."

"Venus will come around," Aisha says, "She really likes you."

"Or she won't," Hawk shrugs, "You can get any girl you want now. You're like Drake."

"Maybe I don't want to be Drake," Miguel responds.

Hawk walks away, and Aisha turns to Miguel.

"Don't worry," Aisha replies, "You're not."

•••

He's so hot. Love thinks, sighing at the sight of Robby Keene.

Does she have something going on with Demetri? Yes. Is she into Robby? Definitely.

Love never wants to lead anyone on-- she's not that kind of person. However, it's a difficult dilemma.

"For someone who isn't into Robby, you sure seem to be staring at him a lot," Venus raises her eyebrows.

"I-- wh-- no, I'm not!" Love exclaims, "I think you're forgetting that I am... something with Demetri."

"And you want to be something with Robby?"

"You are not allowed to talk to me about my relationship issues until you make up with Miguel," Love responds, "You like him enough to throw the tournament."

Venus' eyes widen, "What? How did you know?"

Love chuckles, "Miguel has been doing karate for, like, a couple months. You've been doing it since you were nine."

"Aikido at nine, Kung Fu from eleven to fifteen, now karate," Venus corrects her, "But I see your point."

•••

Carmen Diaz raises an eyebrow at the girl standing at her door, "Venus. You're here for Miguel?"

Venus nods, "Yeah, I needed to... uh, talk to him."

"Of course," Carmen smiles, "You should stay over for dinner."

Venus isn't sure how her conversation with Miguel will shake out, so she tells Carmen that she'll see if she can after she talks to Miguel.

She softly knocks on Miguel's door.

"One second, Mom," She hears Miguel say.

"Not your mom, Miguel," Venus responds, and the door opens almost instantly.

"Venus," He says, "You're... here. Hi."

"Hey," She smiles, "Can we talk?"

Miguel closes the door, "Let me preface this by saying I really didn't mean to shove you. Or get drunk. Or... just be an asshole."

"You were an asshole," Venus nods, "Why were you so pissed at Robby? You know he's just my friend, right?"

"I just got worked up when I saw you with him," Miguel shakes his head and sighs deeply, "I jumped to conclusions when I should've trusted you."

Venus opens her mouth to speak again, "If it's any consolation, Love is potentially a little into Robby, and our tastes are wildly different."

"Doesn't she have something going on with Demetri?"

"That's what I said!"

"Anyway, the point is, I really like you, Venus," Miguel says, "I want to be your boyfriend. I want you to be my girlfriend. And if you give me another shot, I won't be an asshole again."

Venus lets a small smile creep onto her face, "Alright, Diaz. You better not screw up again."

"I better not."

A/N: part two begins 😈
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