A/N: A little bit of .~*Spice*~.
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"Mr. Lawrence?" asked Olivia with a puzzled face. "What are you doing here?"
Johnny held up a tool bag and a plastic grocery bag, "Apparently, I'm teaching you how to fix stuff, kid." The blond walked inside, the brunette quickly making way to let the guy through. He glanced around the artificial-looking home with paintings and matching furniture.
It looked like nobody lived there.
He finally made his way to the kitchen, Olivia following behind him and standing in the doorway. With a thud, the adult dropped his toolset on the counter. "What the hell?" the man asked, grabbing a pink hammer and showing it to the brunette, "this is totally not badass."
The teen rolled her eyes, marched up to him, and snatched the hammer. "It's a hammer, blondie."
"Yeah, I know that smartass," remarked Johnny, taking a glance at the broken cabinet. "But pink, really?"
"Hey, it's my favorite color," defended Olivia. "You don't think it's 'cool' or 'badass' because it's a stereotypical girl color." She crossed her arms.
"No, stereos are gray, not pink," commented the sensei, as he picked up the door. Olivia just gave the back of his head a middle finger.
"Alright, so you can't just screw a nail in where there's no support." Started Johnny, turning around and raising an eyebrow when the teen tucked her hand behind her head. His eye trailed the scar on her arm before ignoring it and continuing. "We'll solve that bullshit by using a router to remove a section of the cabinet and glue in a piece of hardwood as a patch."
"Why can't I just move the hinge up and screw it in there?" Olivia asked as she pointed where she had intended to screw in the cabinet.
"Because that's a dumbass way to get the fibers to pull out, and we," he pointed between the two of them with a screwdriver, "are not dumbasses. We're badasses."
"Won't it look bad if there's just a random piece of wood on the cabinet?"
"Repeat after me, Reynolds. We are badasses. We don't give a shit if it looks pretty; we get the job done."
Olivia just shrugged her shoulders and listened to the 50-something-year-old. As long as the job was done, what did it matter if it looked good. Function over form.
"What's in the bag?" probed Olivia, nudging it open to see a few bottles of Coors Banquet.
Without stopping, Johnny replied, "Last time I was here, your dad didn't have any good beer, just that pussy IPA and brown water. You can't do construction without beer; it's part of the instruction." He snatched one from the bag and looked at the young teen, "you can grab one if you want."
Olivia wrinkled her nose, "Nah, I'm good. Last time I drank wasn't a good memory. I think I've had enough alcohol to last me a lifetime." She shivered as she remembered the night of the party and the memory of Johnny's rude wake up from the night before.
The blond nodded in understanding, "oh yeah, I understand. I partied a lot when I was your age." He took a sip, "lots of babes." He nodded wistfully.
The Charlestonian snorted and went to grab water from the fridge. "I bet you did. You give off total DILF vibes today."
"What's a DILF?"
Olivia choked on her water, forgetting who she was talking to and about, "n-nothing, just... ah-" she thought about what little she knew about the LaRusso and Lawrence feud. "Why are you and Mr. LaRusso always at each other's throats?" Thinking harder, her eyebrows furrowed, "and when were you over at my house?"
Johnny finished off his Coors. "Your dad invited me over after the tournament for a drink. I think you were off practicing for some weird nerd shit competition."
"Cyber Patriot Competition," Olivia corrected, arms crossed. "That nerd shit is gonna get me into college and a job."
Waving a hand, he dismissed her. "Doesn't make it any less nerdy."
"Alright, point taken. So what about you and Mr. LaRusso?"
With a sigh and a hand wiping his face, Johnny Lawrence repeated his tale of his senior year.
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"So, he ruined your Halloween costume, unprovoked?"
"Yep."
"Punched you while you tried to deescalate the fight?"
"Mhm."
"And used an illegal kick, won the tournament, and gloated about it for the past 30 years?"
"That's about it."
Olivia sat back on the kitchen counter in thought.
"That really sucks."
"You're telling me, kid. Now I try to make Cobra Kai what it should have been, and I'm the bad guy?"
The brunette shook her head in disbelief, "all of this from a 30-year-old rivalry. Damn."
With a crack of his neck, Johnny looked over at the girl, a new beer in his hand. "Well, the cabinet ain't gonna fix itself. Hand me a Phillips." Olivia hopped off the counter and went to grab a screwdriver from his toolbox, only to change at the last minute and grab her pink one. With a smirk, she handed him the tool. Johnny only rolled his eyes and began explaining what to do.
"So, we're going to fill the hole with a dowel, give it more strength and-"
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"You sure I can't help you put in the mirror, Mr. Johnny?" questioned Olivia as she cleaned up the kitchen. "I really appreciate the help here." She'd put in a frozen pizza while they were working, and the two enjoyed the slightly soggy cheap meat pizza.
Johnny washed his hands and shrugged the girl's offer away, "Don't worry about it, kid." In reality, it was his silent payment to the young girl's father, who had been showing him kindness since the night in the parking lot.
"Hey, Johnny. I'm picking up many contracting calls around the coast and will be gone more. Could you make sure Olivia is...safe?"
He made a promise over a Coors Banquet and a Bourbon. That was basically sacred.
Johnny cleaned up his tools and grabbed another slice of pizza. He had already stuffed the rest of the Coors in the fridge. Hopefully, Ed would start manning up with his taste.
"You ever gonna tell the story of the scar on your arm?"
The brunette hid her arm quietly without thinking. She suddenly longed for a jacket or sweater to hide the deformity.
"It's a surgical scar," uttered Olivia quietly as she played with a towel in her hand. She refused to look at the adult across the room. She made no other move towards continuing the conversation.
"... that's it?" asked Johnny. "And why did you need surgery?"
"..."
Rolling his eyes, the tall man grabbed his toolbox and cracked his back, "well, it's been fun, Knuckles, but I got a mirror in the car. Getting late, and I gotta fix the damn thing."
"You sure I can't help?"
"No, just stay here and try not to pull anymore Rambo moves on any poor cabinets, cool?"
Olivia smiled at the man and waved him away as he left the house.
Johnny would later feel relief at not accepting the tempting invite for help. His old sensei wouldn't get his fangs into the girl.
At least not now.
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"Hi Dad," chirped Olivia through her phone. "How's it going?"
"Hey cupcake, it's going alright. I saw Johnny Lawrence come over. Everything alright?"
"Yes, dad, Mr. Johnny just came over to help me fix the kitchen cabinet."
"Good. I'm glad you had someone to help you."
Olivia rolled her eyes on the other end, "I can figure things out myself, old man."
Edward let out a chuckle as he sat on the business chair in the hotel room, "I understand that, Pumpkin, but it's never a bad thing to ask for help, okay?"
Olivia kicked her legs up on her bed while sitting at her computer chair with a sigh. She had been just about to log onto Runescape and make an attempt to get 99 smithing.
"I know, I know... Hey, I was thinking about getting a job for the summer; what do you think?"
Her dad thought about it for a second before nodding. "I think that'd be a great idea, to learn a lot of valuable lessons. What were you thinking about?" He opened his laptop to start on some emails.
"I'm not sure. I've started a few such as the... library, arcade, and even the roller rink." She tapped her hands over her thigh in thought. "But I'm not sure what would be best, y'know?"
"Well, I'd apply to all of them and see who gives you an offer. Then you'll have to pick based on what you're looking for, y'know?"
Olivia nodded, "yeah, that makes sense to me. I just wish there were more high school internships for Computer Science. You'd think that winning the LA Cyber Point competition would make you a gold mine." She rolled her eyes, remembering the 'regret to inform you' letters she received regarding the internships she applied for.
"I told you I could get you an internship at wor-"
"Yeah, I know, but I want to earn it through merit, not because daddy gave it to me."
"Pumpkin, you know you earned it; I wouldn't even be in your chain of leadership. You'd go through an interview with the help-"
"Dad, I appreciate it, but no. Everyone would make assumptions, and I just...no."
Edward chuckled as his eyes scanned through the emails he had collected, "Alright, you lead your life."
"I always do. Hey, think you could get on Runescape? We hadn't played in a while, and I really want to get 99 Smithing," Olivia asked hopefully as she turned in her chair towards the screen. Ed went quiet over the phone, and the young Reynolds heart sank as she knew what that meant.
"I-I mean, I'm sure your busy, so, yeah. I actually have a, uh, thing-"
"Pumpkin..."
"-with, uh, Demetri! Yeah, that big ole' dumb...tree," Hazel eyes started tearing up, and she swallowed the heavy feeling in her throat. "Oh, I hear him now! I'll, just...I gotta go!"
Edward knew she was lying, yet he couldn't find it in him to figure out the right words and let the girl say goodbye. After the phone hung up, he sat there in the quiet hotel room, alone. Wondering when life got so complicated.
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Olivia sat in front of her chair with tears running down her face and letting out silent sobs. Taking a glance at the family photo on her desk, she wiped her eyes with her sleeves, "m-mom, I m-miss you, so...so much."
Memories raced across her brain of her mother. Her first Nintendo DS, her first time at the ice skating rink...her first lesson in Karate.
"Mom! Mom! Mom! Rachael invited me to do Karate with her!"
"That's great, sweetie!"
"Alright, Olive, so is this something you want to continue?"
"I loved it, mom! Me and Rache are gunna be the best in the East!"
"Olive, you get up from that floor, and you finish it, you hear me?!"
"B-but, mom. It h-h-hurts."
"Sweetie, life is gonna hurt sometimes. It's gonna suck and make you it's bitch, and you're gonna want to quit. But life ain't gonna quit just because you want it to. So get your ass off that floor, shake it off, and finish what you started!"
A chime on her computer alerted the girl to a Discord message, pulling her out of her memories.
Tree: Hey, wanna come over and watch the new Doctor Who episode?
Wiping her face, she hurried out a response.
Hobbit: Sure! I'll head over in a bit.
Tree: /thumbs up/ See u soon.
Olivia ran to her bathroom, tripping over a pile of laundry in the process. Getting back on her feet, she continued to the bathroom and made herself more presentable.
Tree: Mom says you should just stay for dinner and spend the night.
The girl read the message and opened up her phone to reply with a smile.
Hobbit: ill bring clothes. Do I need to pick up Eli?
The message was sent before she realized her mistake. She saw that she had sent the question unconsciously to the group chat the three of them had with a white face.
She already knew the answer to that question.
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Across town, a spiky-headed boy was at his girlfriend's house, shirt off and on the bed. As his phone beeped, he got off his clothed partner, who let out a giggle. Looking at his phone, Hawk read the message and felt a spike of anger and green grow in his belly.
"Hawk, what are you reading?" questioned Moon as she laid her head on his bare shoulder. Hands on her boyfriend's back, she looked at the phone. "Oh! Are you going to go hang out with your friends later? I think it's so cute that Demetri and Olivia are together. They both love the same nerdy things and the way they flirt-"
"They're not together." Hawk cut the girl off with a biting tone. He flipped the phone over the back onto the bedside table, ignoring it altogether. "Demetri's too much of a pussy to get a girl."
Moon just giggled and continued rubbing her hands over his back, "mmhm, doesn't look like it to me. Did you see the picture of her, Demetri, and her dad on her Facebook? His arm was around her and everything!"
The blue-haired boy rolled his eyes, growing tired of the talk about his old best friends.
"Well, enough about those nerds. Why don't we talk about us...or rather..." he palmed her face and leaned in, allowing his breath to mix with hers. Looking into the girl's eyes, Hawk's lips met Moons, and the teen helped guide his girlfriend back down on the bed. Pulling away, he finished his sentence, "let our bodies do the talking."
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In her fuzzy pajama pants and sweatshirt, Olivia was sitting on the bean bag in Demetri's room.
"Do you think they'll make the next doctor a woman?"
"Probably," Olivia replied with a mouthful of popcorn. "They've always been big on pushing the social acceptance agenda."
"Yeah, you're probably right."
Olivia finished her handful of popcorn before looking over at her friend, "Do you think Eli saw the message?"
The taller boy snorted as he sat upon his bed. "Of course he did; you sent it to both of us, dumbass." Rolling her eyes, Olivia threw a piece of popcorn at him.
Attempting to knock the food away, Demetri succeeded in falling off the bed. "Hey! Watch it, you troll! I could have broken my neck!"
"Dinner's ready!" Yelled out Mrs. Alexopoulos, "get down here while it's warm!"
The two friends got up together and brought their empty cans downstairs to throw away. They sat at the table with his parents, who noticed the empty chair.
"Where's Eli, honey?" asked Jason Alexopolus as he grabbed a serving of food.
"He's with his girlfriend," Demetri replied, "too busy to hang out with us apparently." The teen rolled his eyes in annoyance, grabbing a serving as well and handing the dish to his friend. Olivia winced at that; she hadn't known where Eli was. Just that he wasn't here, nor was he going to be here.
"Wow, I didn't know he had a girlfriend," commented his mother, with a glance at Olivia. "How are you guys doing with that? Is she nice?"
"She used to be a bully," grumbled Olivia. "Said that my outfits had 'no imagination' and it was a 'wonder that I even had friends at all' back in freshman year." She stabbed her chicken.
The Greek family just stared at the angry teen as she jerkily ate her food. Looking up, she glanced around, "what?"
Demetri's mom replied, " nothing, sweetheart," with a shake of her head and a small knowing chuckle.
Demetri and Olivia continued the meal, answering questions here and there about school and summer break. The family avoided talks about Eli and Karate.
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"Hi, is this Miss Olivia Reynolds?" Olivia shifted her phone onto her shoulder, bag in hand, as she unlocked the front door to her home.
"Yes, this is her. May I ask who's speaking?"
The brunette had been invited to the beach with Demetri later on. A few people from Cobra Kai were going to be there and Olivia had a sneaking suspicion that her best friend invited himself to the outing. Deciding not to let the poor boy go alone, Olivia said she'd go home and get some things for the beach.
"Hi, yes. This is Jordan Neely. I'm the hiring manager and I'm looking at your resume right now," quickly dropping her bag in the foyer, Olivia stood up straight and listened intently. "Would you be able to come in tomorrow morning for an interview?"
"O-of course! I am free all day tomorrow; what time would work best?"
"Could you come in at 9 am?"
Nodding her head, before realizing she couldn't be seen, Olivia hastily agreed.
"Yes, ma'am! I'll be there at 9 am!"
"Great! See you tomorrow!"
"See you tomorrow!"
As the phone hung up, Olivia felt giddy, and her stomach had butterflies. She couldn't wait to tell Demetri.
Her phone rang again with a number she didn't recognize.
"Hello?"
"Hey, nerd chick. What the hell is "wee-fee" and how do I use it?"
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After spending a good thirty minutes explaining to Johnny where to find the password, how to log on, and how to briefly use the internet, Olivia finally left to go to Demitri's house. Once she arrived, she turned off her car and walked inside.
"Hey! I'm back; you ready to go, Everest?" Olivia thought for a moment before heading up the stairs. "Hey, think I could borrow a button-down? I don't want to burn- oh shit!" The brunette had opened the door to Demitri's bedroom just as he was putting on his swimsuit. "O-oh shit, oh!"
Covering her eyes, Olivia slammed the door and ran downstairs. Heart beating fast and her fast-burning, she tried to imagine the image of her best friend disappearing from her brain. After an agonizing wait, Demetri slowly walked down the stairs, with his bag in one hand and a blue button-down in the other. Throwing the shirt at the embarrassed girl, he continued walking out the door, hollering out a stuttered goodbye to his family.
The drive to the beach was quiet and awkward.
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Was she actually reading or watching the bodies in front of her jump up and down?
Olivia was jealous and turned on simultaneously as she watched the boys and Moon play an intense round of volleyball.
Every time Olivia glanced at Eli, she noticed the growing six-pack on his abdomen. Her eyes would trail the sweat running down his body and focussed on how his eyes narrowed intensely.
When she looked at Moon, she watched as her chest shook with each jump, smack, and cheer. The way her sun-kissed body danced whenever she won.
At Demetri, she would burn red, remembering the accident earlier in the morning. She had forgotten to tell him about the interview.
"Umm, Mulligan. Send it back," motioned Demetri.
"I'm no expert on sports ball, but I don't think that's a thing in volleyball," called out Olivia, as she turned a page in her book.
Demitri looked back at the girl, about to respond before blushing and looking away, "says you!" He looked towards his bag and called out, "water break."
As two girls came up and conversed with the awkward teen, Olivia giggled in her book. She was saving the ammo for later.
'Most def...that means most definitely...most definitely telling his parents about that one...'
Moon giggled behind Demitri, "look at you, player," before walking off to get her own water. Olivia just shook her head with a smile at her friend.
"It'd be nice if you actually earned the Cobra Kai cred you're so happy to take." Olivia stood up and walked over to the two boys, ready to stop anything if needed. "When are you ever gonna sign up?"
"I don't know, pigeon head. Seems to me that it's best to enjoy the gain without the pain," the brunette interrupted as she took a drink from the bag as well.
Demetri nodded enthusiastically as he opened his bottle, "exactly what she said, my friend." The conversation was interrupted by Miguel's arrival, and Hawk was distracted by his new friend.
Meanwhile, Demetri and Olivia sat down under Olivia's umbrella.
"So..." Olivia trailed off, not sure what to say. "Sorry about invading your privacy...?"
Demetri snorted, "Apology accepted, hobbit." With a nudge to her shoulder, he teased, "Y'know, if you wanted to see me so bad, you could have asked."
With a laugh, the brunette shoved the teen into the sand, "Stop it!"
"What?" Cried out Demitri, "I'm just saying, who could blame you for this handsome face."
Olivia giggled and laughed until a pig-like snort wouldn't stop coming out. This caused the fellow nerd to start laughing until they were both laughing at each other.
While Miguel was setting up his own beach things, Moon went up to her boyfriend and gave him a quick kiss. "Look! I took this photo of Demitri and Olivia. How cute are they!?"
Hawk frowned as he saw the two in the photo and glanced over to his friends. Demetri was showing Olivia something on his phone and she laughed loudly at it.
Moon also took note of where he was looking and let out a gasp, "Oh my star sign, that is so cute!" She quickly ran over and took a sneaky photo of the two, zooming in as far as she could. Hawk once again was feeling the anger boiling in his stomach at seeing the two shove each other and share things on their phones. Each giggle and touch was starting to bring him to a point of mania.
"Their star signs are so cute, but I don't know, Leo and Virgo? But don't they just look so cute, Hawk?" gushed Moon as she leaned against her boyfriend's shoulder. "She's even wearing his shirt!"
Hawk looked down at his girlfriend with a grimace and tried not to think that it should have been his shirt on the small girl. He shook his head and smirked to cover up the weird face.
"Why am I looking at those two nerds when I could be looking at your beautiful face, babe?" Moon pushed her front up against her boyfriend with a giggle, and the two began making out in public.
Again.
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Olivia took a break from laughing and looked behind her. She wrinkled her nose at the sight of Eli and Moon making out. While looking at the two caught in their PDA, Hawk opened his eyes and made eye contact with the young girl.
Pulling away for a brief second, Hawk gave his old friend a smirk and slowly moved his mouth towards his girlfriend's neck. Giving sensual kisses up and down the neck of the beautiful teen, he stopped on one spot and sucked.
Nipped. Licked.
Moon leaned her neck to give him more access and gripped the boy tighter, a quiet moan kissed through her lips. Hawk licked a long strip from her collarbone to her jaw when he was satisfied.
All while keeping eye contact with a blushing Olivia.
He finished with a wink and continued his make-out session.
Olivia turned around quickly, breathing heavily. Her heart was racing, and she wasn't sure what she had just witnessed. Demetri turned from his phone to his friend, "everything okay, hobbit?"
"Y-yeah, just uh, thought I saw something," stammered out Olivia she tried to hide her arousal. "I actually think I might should go soon? Are you almost ready?"
Demitri nodded suspiciously. "Yeah, sure. Let me go play another round or two and see if those hot girls come back around so I can get their number."
"Most def," teased the brunette. "Hey, that means most defin- hey!" She shouted in a giggle as she was pushed to the sand. In return, all Olivia got was the receding figure of a tall, lanky teen and a middle finger.
'The sad thing is I don't know if I wanted to be Moon...or Eli.' Dropping her head in her hands, she let out a groan. 'God, I'm a teenage hormone mess...'
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A/N:
Hey, so I have a bunch of paths this story could go down but I like really need some help.
She's getting a job, but where should she work?
Library
Arcade/Golf n Stuff
Roller Rink
Each one has a different storyline attached and maybe in the future I could write what would happen. Anyways, i need help choosing so I can write! Thank you!
Also, peep that fatherly Johnny. The man is a star 3