When Tessa Larusso joins her father's rival dojo so she could get closer with the boy she wanted.
Or
In which Tessa let's Cobra Kai and karate ruin her as she learns how much her past is related to karate.
(Miguel x fem!Oc)
(Robby x fem!Oc)
TW: s...
Tessa LaRusso had an idea on what Tory Nichols was going to do. It didn't take a moron to figure out when Tory was pissed, but her look was something that was beyond anger.
Tessa remembered one of the many nights the two would spend together in Tessa's apartment late at night while her mother was at work, the two girls laughing and rocking on her bed, a blunt in Tessa's hand.
And specifically, that night did they talk about all the ways to beat up Sam or make her pay for what she did. One of the ideas was breaking into her house. She hadn't taken the conversation that serious as they both could barely remember what they were talking about as they laughed.
She hoped Anthony was out of the house, him being the only one who didn't break her trust. She pulled out her phone quickly, finding Anthony's contact before clicking on his number.
"Are you home?" She questioned, switching her phone in the other hand as she dug into her pocket for her keys, walking up to her car.
"No, I'm at a sleepover. Why?" He confusingly questioned as she sighed.
"Don't worry about it." She quickly spoke as she hopped into her car.
"When are you gonna come back home?" Anthony's voice quieted down as Tessa paused before looking down.
"I don't really know Tony." She mumbled.
"Dad said you were living with your mom. Is she fun?" He asked as Tessa laughed slightly, putting her car into gear.
"Yeah, yeah she's fun." She spoke back with a smile.
"That cool. I have to go Zack's mom just made us food." He hurriedly spoke as she heard Zack's voice in the background. She didn't really enjoy Zack that much, she really just thought he was a brat.
"Okay, be safe I'll talk to you later." She smiled before quickly hanging up and driving out of the parking lot. Her mind went blank as she thought about what was about to happen. She was ready to end it.
She parked her car in the driveway of her old house, slamming her car door shut. She grabbed onto her ponytail that was wrapped around her wrist as she made her way towards the door that led into the kitchen. She wrapped her hair into a ponytail as she walked through the door that was already open.
