Hey Guys! How's it going? Okay so I am starting this new story and I have no idea where it is going but I like the idea of it. Ever since the start of pretty little liars and Aria falling in love with her teacher. This story is rated at the upper part of T. I don't think I should make it Rated M yet. Tell me your opinions in the reviews.

Kim's thoughts are in italics .

Disclaimer: I do Not own Kickin it

I: NIGHT OF LIES

Kimberly Crawford let out a somewhat loud groan as she was being violently drawn into a scene of disaster. She scrunched her nose in disgust as she tried to tear away her stare from the horny girls grinding on the guys with the beat of the music. The music, that was the another thing, it was much too loud for Kim's taste and the smell of vomit and alcohol that filled her nostrils made her want to puke her guts out.

"Come on Kim, loosen up." Kim caught a glance back at her best friend dragging her along the dance floor. Or the living room that was decorated with red, green and white blinding strobe lights.

Sure, because going to a college party the weekend before school started was a great idea.

Kim looked up at the girl in front of her. Grace, her best friend, was a few inches taller than Kim (Then again, everyone was.) she had long dark golden brown hair that cascaded down her back and accentuated her beautiful dark blue eyes that matched perfectly with the tight dark blue dress she was wearing.

"This is a college party, how did we even get in here?"

True, this was a college party and they were just about to become Juniors in High school. Normally college parties are restricted and provide an invitation (Which Kim can see why.)

"I have my connections." Grace responded before smirking at Kim and winking her eye.

"Now go have fun, meet me here in two hours, I'm going to go charm that cutie over there." Grace exclaimed as she pointed her perfectly manicured index finger at the guy that looked somewhat like a Latino looking their way.

Kim let out a chuckle and rolled her eyes at her best friend's antics before going to the kitchen where the drinks bar was supposed to be located.

"Give me whatever you have." She asked the young bartender (More like demanded) who got Kim assumed got paid to work at the party.

She rhythmically tapped her fingers on the mahogany wooden table while waiting for her drink to be prepared. She hoped it would her get through the night without puking her heart out.

"Hey Blondie." Kim rolled her eyes at the absolutely hated nickname that people had given her since she was two, before muttering incoherent swears under her breath.

Great, another perv.

"Don't call me that!" She snapped at the mysterious guy before turning around. He had a mop of somewhat long hair, which normally Kim didn't like on guys, but somehow the form of his face made it work. He had mesmerizing brown eyes and two adorable moles below them. She would be lying if she said he wasn't attractive.

"Then what should I call you?" He asked close enough that she could feel his hot breath down her neck.

she shivered.

Kim turned around when the bartender called her name to receive her drink. She wrapped her hands around the red solo cup and took a sip, lightly flinching at how strong it was .

"Kim." She replied, her tone a lot nicer than before. Now that he had proven that he wasn't much of a perve as she thought.

"Jack." He said. "Jack Brewer." He sat down too on the stool next to Kim before shaking her dainty hand.

The Blonde took a sip of her drink once again, feeling a little dizzy at the now familiar taste of the drink.

"So what brings you here?" He asked her as she stared into his coffee brown eyes that looked a little lazy and bloodshot. She could tell he had been drinking a lot and might have been at least a little drunk.

"Just thought I could use a night off." She replied nonchalantly and forcefully gulping down the rest of her drink.

"You know what Kim? I know I just met you, but I'm going to try to get to know you tonight."

Kim raised a brow before letting a snicker out of her mouth. She turned around and asked the bartender for another drink before turning back to the hottie before her.

"I'd love to see you try."

Kim woke up, her head pounding menacingly against her skull as the blinding source of light covered her fragile vision. She groaned the thumping in her head becoming unbearable as it felt like a hammer being pounded against her head repeatedly.

Damn alcohol.

She groaned before fidgeting around the comfortable bed, snuggling herself to the blankets and burrying herself in the mattress.

...Wait! Bed? I don't remember getting home yesterday.

Her vision had finally returned to normal after a few quick blinks while her doe-like eyes traveled around the unfamiliar room.

Where was she?

Her naked body sunk into the white sheets and soft firm mattress.

Wait! Naked!?

Her heart started beating ridiculously fast as she processed her mind. She was in a random bedroom, in a random bed, naked with her clothes scattered around the floor along with someone elses. ( Which seemed to be guys' clothing.)

Suddenly, she felt her warm, hard pillow move against her bare back. It was only a second until she realized...pillows don't move.

Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!

Kim slowly turned around as if this whole thing was anticipating her death. She could swear she heard ominous music in her mind as her eyes traveled to her back view. After she completely turned around she looked at the familiar face and longish brown hair.

It was Jack.

"Shit." Kim muttered under her breath before turning around once more and praying this was just a dream. But when she felt him move and she saw him yawn her hope died.

He looked so adorable when he yawned.

Kim scolded at herself at she was thinking. Why was she thinking like that when she had just woken up, in a strange bed, naked, with a guy she just met? Suddenly, really bad thoughts started to pour into Kim's mind. What if they didn't use protection? What if he had STD's? What if she was...

No! Don't think about that right now.

"Hey." her thoughts had been interrupted by what the brunette that had been recently woken up groggily said.

"Hi." Kim replied shyly and quietly while sitting up and holding the soft blanket to her chest, attempting to cover up what he had obviously already seen.

"That was some night wasn't it?"

Yeah it wa- Wait! He knew what was happening! And he didn't do anything to stop it?!

"Yeah." Kim lied uncertainly through her teeth before looking into his eyes that were half covered by his messed up bed hair. Her eyes traveled down to his body to his perfectly sculpted chest and six pack painted onto his stomach.

Wow, he has mucsles.

After a few beats of uncomfortable silence, Kim had found a sudden courage to ask the question that has been in her mind.

"I'm sorry I kind of forgot this part, did we use protection?" She looked at Jack, a hint of worry in her twinkling brown eyes.

He let out a chuckle.

Why is he chuckling can't he see this is serious?

"Of course we did." He answered as Kim let out a long sigh of relief. He smirked at her face.

"You see, I told you I would get to know you."

And boy he did.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Kim rolled her eyes as she heard her best friend complain to her about leaving her alone at the party.

Right now they were walking down the familiar halls of seaford high on their first day of school. They went to their new lockers to put away their books.

"I was worried sick. First, you come to the party and then you leave me there and take a cab home."

Yeah Kim had decided not to tell Grace about the whole Jack incident because she knew she would get scolded at for ditching her best friend to sleep with a guy she had just met.

"I'm sorry mom, I won't do it again." Kim replied mockingly while Grace stuck her tongue out at her.

"Good. Now did you here about that new english teacher. Every girl is saying he's hot."

Kim rolled her eyes at the pathetic teenage girls at this school.

"I don't care if he's hot, he's a teacher. It's illegal and just plain gross."

"Whatever," Grace started before forcefully slamming the locker shut. "What's your next class?"

"English."

The brunnette smirked before saying "Time to check out the eye-candy for ourselves."

Kim followed Grace, protesting against her idea before reaching her classroom.

"Students take a seat anywhere."

Kim's eyes widened at te familiar voice. She looked at the teacher's face before her heart skipped a beat.

"Jack?!"

Wow. That's intense. Well I hope you guys like it and tell me if you want to continue. I want at least ten review for me to continue with the next chapter.

Have a lovely day.

~Gabby