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ใ ENEMY
๐ชv. wyatt from pre-cal ใ
(episode four. bicephaly)
ย ย ย WYATT STOOD BY HIS LOCKER, WANTING TO WASTE TIME before heading off to his next class. Teens filled the hallways, many groups walking together as they talked about the latest drama; couples using the spare few minutes to talk, or not talk before separating to the next class.
Wyatt looked up from his phone, feeling someone's eyes on him. He looked around before his eyes met with a girl standing across the way from him. His head tilted in confusion at her gaze, flashing her a shy smile and a small wave.
The dark haired girl smiled back, averting her gaze away from him before meeting his eyes again. Wyatt took in her appearance, her long raven black hair tied loosely in and high ponytail at the back of her head, as messy bangs covered her forehead. She was obviously very pretty, but she looked like a new face he hasn't seen before at the high school. But she looked too old to be a Freshman, she must have been a new student.
The girl glanced around, almost nervous before taking long strides to reach him. "Hi." The girl greeted sweetly, a couple books cradled in her arms.
"Hey, what's up?" Wyatt responded, a shy smile etched onto his face.
"What's your next class?" The girl asked, Wyatt thought for a moment before answering. "Pre-Cal."
"Really? Me too. I just got transferred into there."
"Oh, cool. I'm Wyatt." The boy said, introducing himself as he held out a hand for the girl to shake.
"Indy." She answered, her soft hand meeting his.
"Pretty." Wyatt muttered, as he let go of her hand, stuffing it back into his pocket.
"Pardon?" Indy questioned, her thick brows furrowing together.
"Uhh, your name. It's pretty." Wyatt stutters, quickly recovering himself from embarrassment.
"Oh, thank you." The girl smiled, her eyes catching down to her combat boots.
There was a moment of silence between the two, Wyatt noticed the girls freckled cheeks turned a light turned of pink. "Wanna walk together? I can show you where the class is?"
Indy nodded quickly, following the boy as he began in the direction for the classroom.
"Have we met before? You look a bit familiar?" Indy asked, walking faster than she normally would to keep up with the tall boys quick pace.
The boys brows knit together, "I don't think so. I would have remembered a face like yours."
Indy lightly scoffed at his boldness, "Stop flirting. You don't even know me yet."
Wyatt shrugged, "Well, from what I can tell, you seem pretty cool. Anyways, are you new around here or something?"
"I guess so? I've only been here a couple months. Still getting used to the place." Indy explained, as Wyatt nodded. "My mom's have family in Reseda, so it was the obvious choice."
"Where did you come from?" Wyatt asked, he usually didn't ask this many questions, but Indy felt easy to talk to.
"East Coast." Indy answered, as the two turned the corner; inching closer to the classroom. "Where are you from? Did you live anywhere before the Valley?"
ย ย ย "Nope." Wyatt said quickly, shaking his head. "Lived here my whole life."
ย ย ย "Wow. What's that been like?"
ย ย ย "Way more shitty than the East Coast." Wyatt remarked, leaning down a bit so their faces were closer. He stopped in his tracks in front of the door to their Pre-Cal classroom. The bell rang annoyingly over the intercom, students all hurriedly funneling into the respective classrooms.
ย ย ย "After you." The taller boy said, gesturing for Indy to walk in first.
ย ย ย "Why, thank you." Indy said, stepping into the half full classroom. Wyatt followed her, immediately walking down the row of seats to sit in the back.
ย ย ย "Ah, Mr. Seok. Welcome back." The older woman that stood at the front of the room called out, noticing the tall boy sneak his way to the back. Wyatt turned, stopping in his tracks to face the woman. "I hope your vacation yesterday got you well rested to finish my homework assignments you missed. See me after class to get them."
ย ย ย Wyatt sighed, he had skipped school the day prior to pick up another shift at work. It wasn't normal for him to skip like this, but since June hasn't found an another job yet, they needed the money for this month's rent. "Of course, Mrs. Henry." The boy responded, as he slid his backpack off his shoulder, it plopping down to the ground.
ย ย ย "Oh, and Wyatt?" Mrs. Henry called out once more, keeping the boys attention, "Keep your feet off the desk, please."
ย ย ย "Yes, Ma'am." He finished, standing up straight, and saluting like he was a soldier.
ย ย ย Indy watched the interaction, standing awkwardly at the teachers desk. Mrs. Henry nodded at Wyatt, before turning to the girl front of her. "Ah, you must be my new transfer student. You just got moved up, yes?"
ย ย ย Indy nodded quickly, "Yes."
ย ย ย "From what I've heard, you really impressed Mr. Johnson in Algebra 2." The older woman praised, making Indy smile at the compliment. "Take a seat wherever you like."
ย ย ย The young girl nodded, looking out at the classroom, there were a few seats in the front and two in the back. She was going to sit in the front row before locking eyes with Wyatt. The boy smiled, using his pointer finger to gesture her to sit in the back with him, ticking his head to the seat next to his. Indy quickly moved to the back, setting her stuff down on the desk. Wyatt wore a victorious smile on his face, proud he got the girl to hangout with him.
"Don't tell me you were gonna sit in the front?" The boy questioned, whispering as Mrs. Henry began her teaching.
"I don't have the best hearing anymore so," The girl shrugged, eyes on the teacher.
"Ah, I get it. You're a goody two shoes. Just admit it." Wyatt remarked, a smirk playing at his lips. Indy rolled her eyes at him, lightly shaking her head.
Wyatt sat back in his seat, only half listening to the teacher. But it's not like he needed the extra instruction, he actually became very good at math over the years.
As the class neared an end, Wyatt glanced over to Indy, the girl taking very thorough notes, eyes moving between the board at the front of the room and back down to her paper. The bell soon rang, the students all standing up from their spots to leave as fast as possible. Wyatt stood, making his way to the front to grab the homework he missed. He tore off a small piece of paper from his book, writing a small message and leaving it on the girls desk before exiting the classroom.
Indy noticed the folded up paper land on her Pre-Cal book. She looked up to see who dropped the note only to see the empty classroom. Indy rushed out of the room, slinging her tote bag across her shoulder. Once she went down the hall to a lone corner at the end of it, she pulled open the note, smiling at the words messily written on it.
Skipping last period of you wanna join? XXX-XXX-XXXX txt me if you wanna come ;) - W
The girl sighed, pulling out her phone, typing the boys number to text him, and change the contact name.
Skipping? I didn't think you
were one to do that
wyatt from pre-cal
oh, i am definitely one
to skip
does this mean you're coming?
Maybe next time?
wyatt from pre-cal
ouch
I totally would, but I have
Art last period. Can't miss that!
wyatt from pre-cal
all good. there is a drive in
movie tonight, maybe i'll
see u there?
Indy stared down at the text for a minute. Was this his way of subtly asking her out? They just met about an hour before. She wondered if her was always this forward.
Wyatt stared at his phone, overthinking the text. "Ugh. Now you scared her away. Good going, Wyatt." The boy muttered to himself, tucking his phone away as he started walking away from the school.
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ย ย "YO, GUYS. MY BOY RORY, HE GOT SOME FREE TICKETS TO THE DRIVE-IN TONIGHT." Kyler states, as the cobras stretched before class started. "They're going old school something called Bloodsport?"
ย ย ย "I know that movie. My dad left an old VHS at our place. For a while it was the only evidence I had that he existed." Robby explained.
ย ย "I heard it's pretty dope. So, if you guys are in, let's do this."
ย ย ย "Depends on how late I have to work tonight." Tory chimes in, "My new boss put me on the schedule for today. Guys a total creep."
ย ย Wyatt glances over to her, "You got a new job? Where?" Tory shook her head, "It's none of your business." She muttered, turning away. Wyatt frowned at her comment. Why won't she talk to me about it? He thought the worst. Maybe she doesn't like him anymore? Are they still friends at least?
ย ย ย The teens go silent as Kenny walks in, his head down. "Look who made it." June remarked, as the teens all looked over to him.
ย ย ย "What's up?" Robby questioned, noticing his glum attitude.
ย ย "I was at the high school yesterday and these older kids started messing with me. This one guy told me I should quit Cobra Kai." Kenny explained, the group all listening intently.
ย ย ย "Who was he?"
ย ย ย "I don't know. He had this spiky red hair." Both Tory and Wyatt scoffed. "We still owe that Judas some payback."
"Everyone fall in." Kreese's voice boomed throughout the room, alerting all of the students.
ย ย ย June, Wyatt, Robby, and Tory all took their spots at the front of the mat, curious as to what Kreese had to talk about today. "As you know, our enemies are working together. They are combining their styles to beat us. But they are destined to fail. Because there is only one way. And what is that way?"
ย ย ย ย "The Way of the Fist, sir!" The students chanted back.
ย ย ย "Exactly. However, that doesn't mean that we can't double down. Class, meet Sensei Terry Silver." Kreese announced, the teens head all turning to where the tall white haired man walked in. A black Cobra Kai gi fitted around himself. Wyatt gave a warily glance to his sister, both getting a weird feeling about him. "Co-founder of Cobra Kai and one of the most ferocious fighters in the history of the sport. Together, we built Cobra Kai from the ground up, and now he is here to help you prepare for the All Valley."
ย ย ย The two sensei's bowed to each other, before turning back to the class. "Thank you, Sensei Kreese. It's an honor to be here."
ย ย ย ย Wyatt straightened his shoulders, feeling the older man's gaze being shifted to him and June, who stood next to him. Silver was intimidating to say the least, his towering figure looming over all of them. "With two sensei's, you will receive twice the instruction. That means twice the work. And if you're not prepared to put in the 200%, then you can leave right now." Kreese explained, looking like he was going to roll his eyes at the end.
ย ย ย "But if you did in and follow our lead, we're gonna take you to the next level." Sensei Silver finished before starting the lesson.
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ย ย ย KAGE ลSHIRO, A NOW OLD, HARDENED MAN WAS FINALLY let out of his personal hell, AKA the American prison system. His sentence was now over, he liked to think he was a changed man now. Was that actually true? That's a different question.
ย ย ย He obviously didn't have any money, so he was forced to walk all the way back home. He approached the old apartment, first he tried on knocking, but got no answer. "Ugh, these fucking kids. Can't even welcome their old man home." Kage scoffed, shaking his head.
ย ย ย ย He decided to have a look around town, see what's changed since his years locked away.
ย ย Kage walks into the Cobra Kai dojo, he had heard about the famous dojo, hearing how it won last All Valley.
ย ย The bell on the door chimed as the shouts of the students and sensei's become clear. Kage glances around at the small class, the teens all dawned classic white gi's with a snake emblem on the back. He notices two heads of hair, standing at the front, he knew them all too well, both a raven black just like his, even though one was a dyed blonde with the dark roots peaking out the top and the tips. His kids should be learning karate from him, not a random sensei. The two sensei's as well as the class glance over at the man that just entered June and Wyatt's jaws clench at seeing the man, "Well, class looks like we have a visitor." The shorter sensei, Kreese, announces to the teens. "If you got a kid that wants to join, we can go talk in my office." He continues, taking steps towards the unknown man.
ย ย ย Kage smirks, "Don't worry, looks like they made their own way here." He glances to the twins, both stern faces and clenched fists, as they glared daggers at the man who was supposed to their father. Kreese follows Kage's gaze to the twins, noticing the slight resemblance between them, this must be their famous father they both hated so much.
ย ย June couldn't hold it in anymore, and storms to the man. "What the hell are you doing here?!" She boomed, they could almost hear the echo of her voice through the room.
"Oh, feisty. Don't worry, girl. I'm here to help." The father smirks. June rolls her eyes, crossing her arms. "It seems we have a common enemy. If I'm correct, Daniel LaRusso has been causing you some trouble." Kage glances around the room, his gaze holding longer on the two sensei's. Both of the twins brows furrowed with confusion, their father never mentioned knowing Daniel.
"You're correct. How do you know him?" The taller sensei with a ponytail says, shifting his stance. "We fought many times. He insulted my honor." Kage explained, his gaze not moving from Kreese and Silver.
ย ย Kreese and Silver give each other a knowing glance, "Class dismissed." The remaining Cobras leave the dojo, sending glances at the twins supposed father, Tory and even Robby, hung back longer giving the twins reassuring nods as they left.
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WYATT STARED AT HIMSELF IN THE MIRROR, brushing his head back with his finger, hoping it looked good enough. "What are you doing?" June questioned, giving the boy a salty look. The boy turned at her words, "Making sure my hair looks good," he answered simply, his gaze shifting back to the mirror in front of him.
"Uh, of course it does. I did it." June smirked confidently. "Why are you so worried anyways?"
ย ย ย Wyatt sighed, "Well, I kinda... I met someone and I just wanna look nice tonight."
ย ย ย Junes mouth flew open, "Oh, that's why. I should have known."ย
ย ย ย "What's that supposed to mean?" Wyatt questioned defensively.
ย ย ย "Who is she?" June questioned, ignoring her brother's question.
"None of your business." The boy responded running hand through his hair again, "Are you sure the black and blonde look good together?" The boy's hair has grown out from when he first dyed his hair a bright blonde. His roots had grown dark again and instead of touching up has roots again, June suggested they mix the both adding small black highlights through his hair. They even went as far as dying the tips of his hair dark to match the roots.
June rolled her eyes, shaking her head, "Yes, it does. Stop worrying about it?"
"Okay." Wyatt said finally, fully turning himself to face his sister. The tips of his hair falling over his eyes. "Are you going to the movie tonight?"
The dark haired girl shrugged, leaning against the door frame of the bathroom. "I guess? It's better than job hunting. Or hanging out with dad."
"Right. Anything good yet?"
"No." June grumbled, eyes casting downward.
"Hey," he said, lightly punching her shoulder, "Don't worry about it. I'll ask for a couple more shifts for a bit."
The girl quickly shook her head, "No. You've done enough. Plus I owe you for all the time I was gone. You deserve a break."
Wyatt smirked, "When did you get all soft?"
June's face dropped, noticing his teasing tone right away. "I didn't."
"Really? Cause you're being real nice right now." Wyatt asked, pushing past her, lightly bumping their shoulders.
"Shut up."
Wyatt fake gasped, "Oh, it's because you're hanging out with Robby huh?"
"Okay, now you're getting it." June spat, turning to get ready to smack him.
"Oops! It's time for me to go now! I'll see you later, kay!" Wyatt exclaimed, rushing out the door to avoid his sister's wrath.
"Have fun on your date!" The girl exclaimed as he shut the apartment door. The boys head popped back in a second later, "It's not a date!" He called out once more before shutting the door again.
June shook her head, scoffing at him. "What an idiot."
i speakโ
YALL IM SORRY IVE BEEN GONE PLS FORGIVE ME
pls take a new chapter as forgiveness
anyway,,, im back and s6 p2!! if ykyk ๐ญ
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