𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

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hayden sandersmiyagi do

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hayden sanders
miyagi do

"where are they? their supposed to be helping me lead warm-ups." i groan, walking back and forth with my hands on my hips.

the backyard was scattered with students stretching, and we were supposed to start warmups ten minutes ago. but sam and robby had yet to come out.

demetri and chris watched as i paced back forth, annoyed.

"i'm gonna go look for them. i'll be right back." i sigh, walking up the stairs and inside the dojo.

"hey, we're all waiting to start warm-ups—" i point outside as i glance over at robby and sam, but i quickly freeze finding them in quite a compromising position.

she had her legs on his and he had his arms wrapped around his torso, and well, they pulled away from their kiss quite quickly.

"oh— sorry, i didn't know—" i could feel the tips of my ear turn pink and my cheeks tint crimson.

"it's okay! sorry— lost track of time." they jumped up, rubbing their hands on their clothes.

i slowly walking backwards, "hayden, wait." i look back, seeing robby take a step towards me and sam nod before walking outside.

"look, we're not exactly, umm, public yet, and sam really doesn't want mr. larusso to know so—"

i nod quickly, tucking my lips. "got it. your secrets safe with me."

it's silent for a beat, "so.. you and sam?" i chuckle breathlessly, shoving my hands in my pockets.

"it's new, you know. but i really like her, and she likes me, so we're giving it a shot." i nod, ignoring the growing pit in my stomach.

"oh— cool, well, good luck."

"thanks." he muttered in response.

"guys! come look!" demetri shouted from outside and we exchanged glances before quickly walking outside.

i got outside just in time to see demetri pick something up from the grass. "look what i found! it was just sitting in these rocks." he held up a familiar medal.

my smile grew, "oh my god! mr. miyagi's medal of honor." i take it from demetri, grinning down at it. "that's crazy. i looked in those rocks a hundred times." i stared down at the medal as if it were a check for a million dollars.

"must've been here the whole time." robby nudged time and i nodded. "maybe i really do need glasses." i humph, examining the medal.

my phone buzzed and i quickly look down.

miguel:D : hey, date night tonight? tory told me about 80's night at this skating rink, sounded really cool.

i smile down at my phone, unaware of robby's glance at my phone as well.

𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔, miguel diaz | robby keeneWhere stories live. Discover now