𝐉𝐮𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭 | 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐞 (DISCONTINUED)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 36

Alora moved back in with Finlay. She and Amaya were closer than ever, and she had the love of her life back. Yet there were two people missing from the equation: Shawn and Kenny, her brothers. They didn't even know she was back in town yet. Robby had told her that Kenny took the fall of Cobra Kai really hard and refused to even talk to him. The news broke her heart all over again. When she thought of Kenny, she still saw the scared, wide-eyed little boy who was getting picked on. She couldn't believe how much life had changed.

For now, though, Robby practically begged her to join him and Miguel for a double date with Sam at the arcade. They knew each other, of course, but had never met on positive terms. Needless to say, Alora was skeptical.

"I don't know, green eyes," Alora cringed, shaking her head. "The first time Sam ever met me, I was breaking everything in her house. Not a great first impression."

Robby rubbed her arms soothingly. "That's all in the past. We've all made mistakes, her included. This is a new page."

She eyed him uncertainly for a few more seconds before sighing in defeat. A few hours later, they arrived at the arcade, where Robby and Miguel made meaningless chatter to fill the awkward silence while Alora and Sam walked behind them. Sam's face was covered with disdain, and Alora's screamed "get me out of here." They stopped at the punching bag game, Miguel goading Robby as he swung and the numbers quickly started counting upwards.

Miguel laughed, peering at the score, which came out to be 845. Robby shrugged with a smile. "It's all in the legs."

"Well, congrats on your rather average leg strength, sir," Miguel joked.

"Alright, so who's next?" Robby asked, looking at the two girls standing off to the side. They both just looked at him for a moment before Alora shrugged and stepped up to the bag.

"How much you wanna bet I score higher than you?" she smirked. Miguel's eyebrows raised, looking back and forth between them with a cheeky smile.

"If I score higher, you gotta buy me that necklace I wanted. Since, you know, I'm not allowed to steal anymore."

Robby chuckled and nodded. "Sure."

Alora made a face at that. "Sure? You don't think I can?" She glanced over at Miguel, who raised his hands in innocence and backed away.

"No, no, that's not what I mean," Robby tried to explain.

She shushed him and shooed him away from the bag. She pushed her hoodie sleeves up to her forearms, revealing the slightest hint of bruises and ragged cuts. She eyed the bag, calculated in her head, and swung. The bag flew off the arm, the numbers flashing wildly. Her hands flew to her mouth in shock.

"I...think I broke it," she said, still staring at the display.

"You think?" Robby said, his eyes wide and slightly concerned. Miguel was clutching his sides in laughter until Sam hit him on the shoulder to scold him.

Alora clasped her hands behind her back and turned to Robby with an innocent look. "This means I get the necklace, right?"

They moved to the batting cages after apologizing profusely to some very confused staff members. On the walk over, Alora and Robby walked a small distance ahead of Miguel and Sam to talk without them hearing.