My dad sighs in disappointment.
"Your first day with these new friends and your already starting fights," my dad says annoyed.
"They're not my friends. They're a bunch of assholes. Last night we were going to buy some... snacks and Kyler started beating up this poor kid," I admit.
"Snacks?" My dad says sarcastically giving me a sly smirk.
"Condoms?" I say jokingly.
"Oh just say beer," my dad answers shaking his head, but smiling.
"Look son, I like my job and I hit it off with Mr. LaRusso. Please don't start fights at his house. Especially after... Plus we're going over there for dinner the day after your brother leaves," my dad tells me.
I knew exactly what he meant by "especially after." Obviously he was referring to my cousin.
"Why did uncle Kevin do it?" I ask.
He puts his hand on my shoulder.
"I don't know buddy. We spent our lives as kids running from those monsters and he turns around and works for them," he says sadly.
"When Noah attacked me and gave me these scars, that wasn't just his free will was it?" I ask dreading the answer.
"I honestly hope it was. I can't imagine your cousin doing jobs for those monsters," my dad answers in disbelief.
"Then why would he do it? He was a brother to me. He was my best friend growing up," I say.
That was true. Noah was my best friend and then the last few months he started hanging out with a different crowd. He acted all distant toward me. Eventually, we found out who his dad, also my uncle, were and he snapped. He tried to kill me.
"I know. I'm sorry buddy," my dad says and pulls me into a hug.
"It's okay dad," I whisper.
Afterward, I go upstairs and pull out my phone. Suddenly, memories of everything at that disaster of a party kick in. Brucks acting like a chad, Kyler being a prick, and Moon's peeved expression.
"Oh no," I mutter to myself with my eyes wife.
I pull out my phone to send a text to Moon.
B: hey
I wait for about ten minutes, but get no response.
"Dammit," I mutter to myself before tossing down my phone.
I knew she was pissed at me. I can't help but also feel a little bitter myself because I have no clue why Moon would believe their lies. She knew better right?
My phone suddenly buzzes. I dive on my bed and grab it. The text isn't from Moon. The screen reads Miguel Diaz. Oh yeah the kid from last night.
MD: hey bro what up
BM: not much
MD: bro that hobo looking dude is gonna teach me karate. He's my sensei.
My jaw drops in awe. Karate? All that weird jitsu crap they teach little kids in after school classes. Well the karate the bum used on us did the trick so he must know what he's doing.
BM: no way! Seriously
MD: yeah but he just pretty much yelled at me and had me do all these weird chores. He claims it's "training,"
BM: no offense bro but that seems pretty shitty
MD: well if I wanna have any sort of chance to defend myself against those guys, I guess I should take his word for it.
BM: well I got into a fight with Kyler today I'm dropping that group. They're a bunch of pricks
MD: no way did u win?
BM: no I kinda got my shit rocked, but I landed a few hits. I tackled him into the pool that's something ig
MD: at least you did some damage.
BM: guess so
I also see another notification pop up. Samantha LaRusso iMessage
"Oh brother," I mutter before opening it with dread.
I expect to see a rage paragraph about how I ruined her party. Before the message loads my temper starts to build.
"How could you do that! You ruined my party!" I mock her voice in pure spite while I wait for the message.
"Your party sucked anyway LaRusso. Why do you hang with those assholes?" I ask myself, but the message make me furrow my brow.
SL: hey I'm really sorry about what happened. Brucks is a total idiot. Kyler can be an asshole. He has a short temper and gets mad over the dumbest crap. Anyway are you okay?
BM: yeah I'm fine thanks for asking sorry I ruined the party
SL: lol it's fine. It kinda sucked anyway. You should've seen my dad freak out. He needs to chill
BM: Jesus whats he gonna think when he realizes the new kid got blood in the pool
SL: pool looks fine to me
BM: random question, but what happened to Moon? She was giving me the evil eye all day and hasn't responded to my texts.
SL: oh nothing she just doesn't like violence
Sam LaRusso pov
I have no idea why Blake thinks I'm mad at him. It wasn't his fault. Kyler was getting on everyone's nerves and making an ass of himself as usual. Despite that I can't help, but feel slightly odd about today. I had to lie to him about why Moon was mad. When Blake moved and I saw him in his front yard, I thought he was really cute and got a little crush, but ever since yesterday, I decided to back off because it's clear as day that Moon really likes him. She wouldn't stop texting Yas and i after we left the beach club about him. Yasmine doesn't like him for some reason, but that's just who she is and I love her anyway. That's starting to change tho because she hit and ran that guys car and gives off a selfish bitchy persona. I felt horrible when Brucks starting freaking out because he saw Blake and I chatting in the pool house. She looked utterly heartbroken. She won't return my texts. I'll go talk to her tomorrow. My dad just said that the Murphy's are coming over for dinner in a few days. I don't know whether to be excited or nervous because of what happened today. Kyler won't stop flirting with me and I'm gonna be honest. I've been kinda pining for him a bit. Kyler can be a bit much, but he seems like a good guy. My phone goes off again to a text from our group chat.
K: I can't believe we let that newbie hang out with us. What a loser lmao
Y: yeah I don't get what he thought he was doing when he tried to hit on Sam. Those scars eww
B: lmao. Looks like he went down on a fire pit.
I shake my head at their remarks. Blake was a good guy. He didn't deserve this at all. Kyler egged him on and caused that fight. It's because of him and Brucks that Moon is ghosting Blake and I. Brucks and his stupid fat face.
Blake pov
I try texting Moon again.
BM: I'm really sorry about today. Can we pls talk?
I put my phone down and decide to go downstairs and grab a bite to eat. My brother walks in and sees me.
"Hey bro wanna grab some food?" My brother asks.
"I was gonna heat up some leftover spaghetti, but after today I think I could use a burger," I answer closing the fridge.
"I just asked if you wanted to get some grub. Not your life story," Jim responds.
I just scowl at him with my one good eye.
"Holy shit," he says making a slightly freaked out expression.
"Those "friends" from the beach club. Yeah they're aholes," I answer before I have to explain it one more time.
"Seemed like it," he says not looking up from his phone.
"What are you waiting for? Let's go," I say walking out the door.