bloody fists , e. moskowitz & r. keene

chapter fourteen

Bloody Fists
chapter fourteen

Davina, Aisha, Hawk and the little blonde kid (she still couldn't figure out his name, and she felt bad for asking) stood in front of two new boys. Sensei Lawrence had given Davina her gi that morning, saying she didn't need the white material with the big snake at the back for people to know she was a snake. That conversation ended with Johnny marching off nearly in tears.

Hawk tapped his lips questionably "what do you think?" He asked outloud "shithead one and shithead two?"

"I was thinking more Mary-Kate and asshat" Aisha replied. They were giving names to the two boys, one wore a pickle shirt that had 'deal with it!' On the front and the other wore a donut shirt with 'eat more hole foods' printed to it.

Hawk laughed. The two boys shifted in their spots "well — I'm Chris"

"Did I say you could speak?" Hawk snapped loudly.

"Guy, look. They're just messing with you" Miguel smiled as he greeted the pair "besides everyone knows your names are assface and douchebag."

"Not bad Miggy" Davina complimented. Miguel nodded his head in her direction as a thank you.

"I dibs assface." The boy with the pickle on his shirt muttered.

The door bell rang loudly, the noise signalling that someone had entered the dojo. Instead of seeing a new recruit, an older man walked inside, holding a duffel bag.

He stopped to stare at three younger boy who were weakly punching the palms of the other. "Jesus Christ" he muttered, giving the three young boys a greesy look.

"Who's that?" Hawk questioned

"I don't know." Miguel answered. He stepped to the side when the man continued to walk through the dojo "hey, can I help you, sir?"

"No" the man replied in a deep raspy voice "but maybe I can help you."

Johnny walked out of his office, and the two men quietly spoke in the corner for a moment. Johnny turned around, yelling at the students to get into lines.

Standing in front of the fancy dojo moto 'strike first, strike hard, no mercy.' Johnny cleared his throat "class, we have a visitor. This is Mr. Kreese. He's just an observer pretend like he's not even here. Mr. Diaz, warm them up."

Miguel moved towards where Sensei Lawrence had stood seconds prior. Bowing to his fellow students. He yelled "fighting positions! Front kick! Forward strike! Side jab —"

A funny prank the students had come up with, considered dabbing. As soon as they finished the motion, they broke out into a string of laughter.

"What the hell was that?"

Miguel's smile dropped quickly when he noticed the angry look plastered on his Sensei's face "we were just messing around. We have eleven and a half months until the next all valley"

"Yeah, besides. We already know how to kick ass" Hawk spoke up, his words causing the others to chuckle.

"Oh, yeah?" Johnny challenged "so, you know everything. There's nothing left to learn?"

Aisha laughed, catching the attention of Johnny. He walked towards her "what's so funny Ms. Robinson?"

"I'm sorry Sensei, you just wouldn't understand" Aisha giggled

"Try me."

"It's a snake-do." Aisha bit down on her lip, holding back from bursting into a fit of laughter.