Out of Place [Cobra Kai OC x Robby Keene]

140 - Playing With Fire

A/N: this isn't the longest chapter i've written by any means, but it is almost 8,000 words, so... plan accordingly. anyway, see you guys at the end <3

I awake to a knock at the door. My alarm hasn't gone off quite yet, I still had like fifteen, thirty minutes of blissful rest. Who's knocking?

"Knock knock!" they call, answering my question. Mr LaRusso? I get out of bed, rubbing my eyes as I walk to the door. I was sleeping so good too. Robby and I almost fell asleep right there on the training room floor. He was practically dragging me back here to the room. I open the door. Immediately I can tell something is wrong.

"Sorry to wake you up," he says, "I need you and Sam up and ready. Team meeting."

"What's wrong, dad?" Sam asks, joining me at the door. She also looks like she would've enjoyed that extra time to sleep.

"Team meeting in the boys' room. Get ready as soon as you can. There's something we need to tell you all. Chozen is already in there waiting with them," he responds. Is this about the position of our team? Because although we've been fighting like shit as a whole, I'm not entirely sure waking us up early was necessary. What could possibly be serious enough to call a team meeting before we've all woken up? Nevertheless, I nod, starting to turn back in to get dressed.

"Parker," Mr LaRusso says, putting a hand on my shoulder. I pause, turning back towards him. "voglio che tu stia indietro. Chozen parlerà con il resto di loro. Ti parlerò (I want you to stay back. Chozen is gonna talk to the rest of them. I'm gonna talk to you)."

I cock my head in confusion and curiosity. Now I'm really concerned. I'm being separated from the group and he's speaking in Italian? What's this about..?

"Ho fatto qualcosa di sbagliato? (did I do something wrong?)" I ask, my heart rate beginning to increase.

"No no no, non è niente che tu abbia fatto, te lo prometto. Non è niente che nessuno di voi abbia fatto. Penso che lo cadrai quando te lo dirò... (no no no, it's nothing you did, I promise. It's nothing any of you did. I think you'll get it when I tell you...)" He replies. I nod, though my nerves are hardly calmed. He gives a short nod in return, then I close the door so Sam and I can get ready.

"What was that about?" she asks. I shake my head a little.

"I don't know. He wants me to hang back here. He said it's not about anything any of us have done though,"

"Weird. Wish he didn't have to wake us all up so early," Sam says as we get changed, laughing a little.

"You and me both. That was the best I've slept in days," I agree. She looks over at me, then I see her smile widen to a cheeky grin.

"Would the reason for that happen to start with an 'R' and end with an 'obby Keene'?" she teases. I look up sharply, face burning as I quickly pull my shirt on to cover the mark left on my skin.

"Cállate," I say, "but maybe."

"Hey, if it gets him to focus," she shrugs, "I won't tell dad, don't worry."