don't blame me [eli "hawk" moskowitz]

TWENTY-THREE. OH THIS IS FEMALE RAGE

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: OH THIS IS FEMALE RAGE❝ molting ❞

     TRAINING for the All Valley tournament had officially begun for the Cobra Kai dojo. Johnny had all of his students at the junkyard as they stood in a group, huddled together. Johnny stood above them in an old van.

"You're trained hard. You've gotten stronger, tougher, faster. You've done your best. You're ready for this tournament, am I right?" Johnny said as he looked around at his group of students who answered him with a yes in unison. "Wrong!"

The sensei threw his half drank beer can down to the ground in front of the group, the leftover contents spilling onto the feet of those who stood in the front row. Molly was thankful to be standing behind Miguel and Eli where she stood safely out of the splash zone.

"Your best ain't shit. If you want to win the All Valley Under Eighteen Karate Tournament, you gotta give me better than your best. Which is why from now on, you're gonna get my worst. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Sensei!"

After a bit more yelling, Johnny finally got their training for the day started. He had everyone run through a course of tires where they had to run through without tripping. They started off by going one at a time to get a feel before they started going through in pairs before moving onto the entire group going through at once. They were doing pretty good until Aisha's foot got caught as she tripped. No one else stopped in time resulting in everyone falling on top of each other.

"This is not what I had in mind when I said I wanted you on top of me," Eli said quietly to Molly as he looked over his shoulder at her.

"Shut up you perv," the girl rolled her eyes but her small laugh gave away the fact that she wasn't truly upset over his words.