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SCHOOL WAS DREADING, every second i was finding ways to romanticize it when in reality it was just boring.
I didn't find interest in learning anything in math. I don't even find interest in conversations I was having.
I just stared blankly into the random spaces around me, hoping maybe time will tick by quicker or the ground will swallow me whole.
"Well hello your majesty."My eyes are pulled away from the lunch table in-front of me. Demetri begins to sit down on the bench across from me, with a boy I've never seen before.
"Hey." I smile, looking over to the boy beside Demetri.
He nods nudging to the boy beside him. "Tyler, this is Willow, Willow this is Tyler." The boy awkwardly smiles at me, I kind of do the same.
"Tyler just joined Miyagi-do a few days ago. He's new to The Valley." Demetri explains, I smile brightly at the new boy.
"That makes two of us."
Tyler's eyes light up, strands of his brown hair fell onto his forehead. "You're new too?" He asked.
"Yeah, moved here a few weeks ago." He lets out a sigh, in what i think is relief.
"So... anything new going on with you?." Demetri asked, resting his head on his hand. His other hand moved the food on his tray around with a fork.
"I started painting again, and got a few stitches." I shrug.
My neck didn't hurt as bad anymore. It had been a few days since the accident and I had already opted out of cobra Kai.
Part of me still hopes I can go back cause I really did love it there, but part of me also knows Cobra Kai isn't where I'm meant to be. It didn't make me happy, or feel good. It just made me feel like I fit in.
Demetri winces, "I heard about the whole Della situation, you feeling better?." He asked.
I had been feeling better, but it's almost impossible to get any sleep anymore. I hadn't slept in almost two days. My eyes can hardly stay open anymore, and when they do close they only stay closed for no more then two hours.
It was draining.
"It's okay. I left Cobra Kai." I shrug, reaching over amd stealing an apple slice from Demetri's lunch tray.
He gasps. "You did What?!."
"I left." Shrugging again I bring the apple to my teeth and bite down with a crunch.
"Why?!" He added on. I looked back over to Tyler who looked very in tune with our conversation.
I chew quietly until all the food in my mouth is swallowed. "Wasn't my thing."
"You were in Cobra Kai?" Tyler asks dumbfounded.
"Mhm."
It's hard for even me to believe.The place is full of assholes at the moment, and now that I look back at it, Cobra Kai hasn't changed anyone for the better. Not even Brooke.
"Wait... so what about Brooke?" Demetri asks, leaning forward in an intrigued manner.
Brooke doesn't know. I don't know how to bring it up. For four weeks Cobra Kai has been Brooke's only interest.
If Cobra Kai is something she wants to continue I could never be made at her about it, but I don't know how she will react when I don't show up to practice today. I don't know what she will do when she finds out I'm no longer in the dojo.
But one could only hope for the best.
"She doesn't know yet." I swallow. The lump in my throat making it hard to swallow at all.
Demetri's eyes pop out of his head in astonishment. "She doesn't know?!" He yells loudly. I look back down at the table, biting on the skin of my lip anxiously.
"No."
"I don't know what's happening but it definitely isn't a good thing." Tyler says looking between Demetri and me.
A smile lifts at my lips. He's funny.
"Do you plan on telling her?" Demetri ignores Tyler, looking urgently for an answer.
I let out a sigh, my chest has never felt so heavy.
"She'll find out later today."
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My phone rings, Brookes name lights up the screen.
It's been almost a week since I left Cobra Kai and talked to Demetri.
Brooke hasn't messaged me once, nor try talking to me at school. She's been a ghost recently, hardly trying to talk to me at all.
She's always out with other people, her popularity is making it hard to even be seen with her.
I sigh pressing the accept button.
"You fucking left!?." Brooke yells over the phone. My body flinches at the loud outburst. I kind of expected this reaction from Brooke, I just wish she would spare my eardrums from this mess.
"Okay first of all, ouch. Second of all, it wasn't my choice, my mom told me too." I shrug over the phone, knowing she can't even see me.
"And you just listened to her?!." She continued to yell, the anger in her voice so visible over the phone.
Part of me was scared her hand would reach through the screen and grab me by the neck.
"What else was I supposed to do Brooke?!, Cobra Kai is full of people nothing like me!." I reply back in frustration. "It was fun while it lasted, but it's caused more problems for me then it solved Brooke. I tried so hard to like it for you, but it's like even when I'm there I'm not there." My voice wavers in frustration, tears prickle at my waterline waiting to over pour.
Maybe I'm glad she can't see my face right now.
"I want you to be happy Brooke, I really do. But that place..." I try to continue but I hear a groan from the other side of the phone.
"Willow I'm so fucking done with your bullshit!. Stop acting like a pussy. You're a cobra." My stomach knots at her words.
She doesn't get it.
"Brooke I don't have to stay somewhere I'm not happy-" she cuts me off.
"Oh my god Willow!, pull your big girl panties up. This is the real world. Sensei is trying to help us!, you can't back out after one little fight. No wonder your dad is so fucking disappointed in you sometimes."
The line goes silent for a minute. My mouth hangs open in disbelief.The water spilling from my lash line slowly turning into streams. The blush of cheek, turning into a deep red.
My dad had always been an amazing father, but it's hard when he carries his own emotions and his children's feelings all at once.
Sometimes it frustrates him, his emotions can change and he can get mad, frustrated, etc.
Brooke is the only one to know about this other then my family. My dad's bipolar disorder is something I don't like mentioning much.
It's the reason it's so hard to keep a job.
Cause I do only see him as the father anyone would want. He gives me guava candy, taught me to swim, buys me clothes for the new year.
But sometimes my stress rubs off onto him, and he can get frustrated in my mistakes and feel disappointed in me.
She can't use this against me.
That's not fair.
"If helping you is making you into a fucking lunatic, then I guess it's working." My breathing turns heavy, my thoughts running faster then my mouth can keep up."I try so hard to always be there for you. But it's like once you get a taste of popularity I'm no one to you."
She laughs across the phone. An evil, ugly non recognizable laugh. Not the kind I've heard when we watch a movie together, not the kind when we laugh at old funny videos, not the kind I'm so used to hearing.
It's mocking, it's rude, it's evil.
"Stop acting like the victim Willow."
"It's giving attention seeker." Someone whispers on Brookes end.
She's not alone.
The voice was so recognizable but I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Shh... she can probably hear you." Another whisper but a different voice.
She has me on speaker.
My stomach twists, my head spinning. How could she do that too me?. Humiliate me and act as if everything is okay?.
"I hope you know this popularity thing you have going on, only lasts five months now. After that you go home to an empty house, no one to talk to, and without me." My voice stands strong, her line fills with whispers.
"Well..." she searches for something to say, more whispers filled the line. "At least my popularity will withstand your current popularity status." Her smile evident in her voice.
"Mhm, maybe you're right Brooke. But only for five months. After that you go back to being the same old person you were in Boston."
She groans over the phone. "You're acting like your father will keep his job long enough to even watch me leave The Valley."
I smile over the phone in hopes to maybe mask my heart ripping more and more.
"Good luck Brooke, because I'm done being your default friend." I sigh out. "When you're waiting, embarrassed, cold, ashamed. Locked outside your house with no keys. Don't fucking ask me to come pick you up. Cause I won't fucking be there."
I hang up.
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