I DO NOT OWN COBRA KAI.

West Valley High School. Encino, California. 2 days later.

After the dinner at the LaRusso's, Jesse was thankful to receive a text from Sam, stating that her parents had liked him. On the one hand, it didn't really matter since Jesse and Sam weren't dating. On the other, it was nice that there were some parents out there who liked him, even if they weren't his own. When lunchtime rolled around the next day, Jesse was promptly hit up for details.

"So, Sam invited you to her house?" Miguel asked anxiously, clearly wanted to see if his shot was blown.

"Yeah, but don't worry about it. We ain't dating, yo." Jesse assured his friend as he ate. "Sam just did it because her old man saw the picture we took at the cookout."

"Still...pretty cool that you got to eat at her house." Eli said quietly as he felt a mixture of adoration and jealousy towards the Pinkman boy.

"Beats dealing with my mom's looks, that's for damn sure." Jesse replied.

"I'm telling you Miguel, it's best not to get your hopes up. Popular chicks just don't end up with nerds." Demitri said, ever the realist.

"Speak for yourself, nerd." Jesse snapped, not wanting to be lumped in with Demetri's kind. Before the nerd could offer up a response, Counselor Blatt walked into the cafeteria and whistled for the kids to pay attention for some announcement.

"Cyberbullying is no laughing matter."Blatt declared out loud. "Sending a cruel message to someone online can be just as hurtful as saying it to their face."

"Stupid bitch..." Jesse muttered under his breath. If Blatt thought that on anyone in that school took her whole "Let's all get along" outlook seriously, she was fucking delusional.

"I'm not gonna name names, but the other day a mother called me up because her son was crying after some kids online made fun of his facial deformity." Blatt continued as every single pair of eyeballs in the room were aimed directly at Eli Moskowitz and his scarred lip. Everyone began whispering about Eli who looked like he wanted to die as he put his hand up to his lip in a pathetic attempt to hide it.

"The kid right there!" One kid whispered

"The kid with the weird lip." Another pointed out.

"But today, our goal here is to make this school a safe space for all students." Blatt continued with a plastered smile on her face. Contrary to making shit better, it was only going to get worse and Eli would be the one paying the price.

"Shut up, you stupid bitch." Jesse groaned as it took everything he had not to flip that dumbass the bird right in front of everyone.

"You know, if you're sick of getting bullied, my karate dojo's looking for recruits." Miguel offered, trying to push the Cobra Kai dojo. Before Eli could respond either positively or negatively, Demetri put in his 2 cent's worth.

"Yeah right, you hear that, Eli?" Demetri asked as the sarcasm just dropped off his tongue. "A little karate training and you're gonna kick some major ass."

"Say you're a spineless bitch without saying you're a spineless bitch: Demetri edition." Jesse taunted, earning a sour look from the object of his ridicule.

"So I'm a spineless bitch because I don't want to waste my time and money learning some outdated from of Neanderthal combat?" Demetri asked in annoyance.

"No, you're a spineless bitch because you won't sack up and tell Kyler and his butt buddies to suck a fat one." Jesse answered with equal annoyance.

"I'm serious, Demetri, all right?" Miguel interjected, trying to get the attention on him before Jesse could reach over the table and knock some sense into his friend. "My sensei's the real deal, and I'm sure I could get you guys discounts."

"As enticing as that sounds, I think we'd rather spend our afternoons playing Crucible Control than getting hit in the face." Demetri replied.

"Only because you know that you wouldn't be able to hack it at a real dojo, yo." Jesse said with a smirk.

"Well how about you sign up for karate, if you're so tough?" Demetri challenged as Jesse downed his chocolate milk.

"You know what, I will, yo!" Jesse declared as he turned to Miguel. "I'll come check out your dojo after school; see what this Cobra Kai shit's all about."

"Awesome, you're going to like Sensei Lawrence; he's badass!" Miguel said, clearly excited that he had managed to find another student for Cobra Kai.

Cobra Kai dojo. Reseda, California. Later that day.

After school, Jesse and Miguel killed a couple hours at the mall arcade before heading over to the dojo. It was in a run down strip mall and at first glance, Jesse was none too impressed. Miguel seemed so gung Ho about it, so he did the polite thing and kept his mouth shut. After a few minutes, a blonde middle aged guy arrived jugging a bottle of booze.

"Hey, Sensei, you told me to be here at 5:00, right?" Miguel asked.

"Yeah, but today's training's cancelled." Sensei Lawrence said as he unlocked the door.

"What, why?" Miguel inquired in disbelief.

"Cause I said so." Lawrence responded nonchalantly.

"But I found a new student!" Miguel said as he pointed Jesse out to his sensei. But after seeing everything, Jesse's mind was made up.

"You know what, this place is a dump and you're a drunk loser, yo. I'm out of here." Jesse snapped as he gave Johnny Lawrence the finger as he walked off to waste his time elsewhere. As he walked away, his phone began to ring. It was Aisha.

"Yo, what's up Aisha?" Jesse asked as he picked up the phone.

"Hey Jesse...I was wondering if you wanted to hang out...tonight, at my place?" Aisha asked with nervousness on her voice.

"Sure, I got nothing else that's worth my time, I'll head over now." Jesse replied as he was eager to put the lame ass dojo behind him.

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