Hey! So this is my first story, on here, and I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter One

June 3rd 2012

Really Rudy?

Kim's POV (Point Of View)

RINGGGG!

The bell for lunch had finally rang. I breaded a sigh of relief. I put all my books and junk in my back-pack. I brushed off my outfit.

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I slung my pack over my shoulder. As I was walking out the door, Jack caught up with me. I smiled.

"How's it going curly?"I asked. He sighed.

"You've been calling me that ever since last week." He said.

"And my hair isn't curly!" He exclaimed.

"You're hair is a tiny bit curly, not as much as Harry Styles though."I said Harry's name dreamily trying to make Jack mad. He clenched his fists. I giggled and patted his head.

"Someone jealous?"I said to him while smiling.

"No."He mumbled then walked away.

"See ya at lunch!"I yelled then walked to the cafeteria. I just grabbed an apple and bottle of water. I sat at my usual spot. Jerry and Milton were already there.

"Hey Kimmie." Jerry said as I sat down.

"Ow!"

"You just kick every one who calls you Kimmie." He said pouting.

Soon Eddie came and sat next to Milton. Then Jack finally came. He sat next to me.

"What is this junk?" Jack asked looking at the green glop. I stabbed his fork into the glob and rat screeched jumping out of the bowl. Jerry screamed.

"I've suddenly lost my appetite." I said sitting back down.

-After School-

We all walked in the dojo to find no Rudy.

"Rudy, Where are ya?"I yelled dropping my back-pack on the floor. I shrugged then went to the girls locker room and changed into a blue tank top and yoga shorts.

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I did my hair in a side braid then walked out of the girl's locker room. I began to stretch along with everyone else. After about an hour and a half of kicking and punching dummies, and sparring, Rudy came in with paper in his hands.

"Good news!" He screamed. He each handed us a paper.

"You're all going' to camp!" He said my mouth fell open.

I read the top of the paper.

"You signed us up for CYLC at Austin College Community Youth Leadership camp?" I screamed.

"Why would you do that?" Eddie yelled.

"The Playa, doesn't have time to go to a camp!" He said popping his collar when he said "Playa".I looked at the paper again.

"2 weeks!" I shrieked at Rudy.

"What?" Jack yelled rushing over to he. His eyes widened.

"You guys are all welcome!" Rudy said.

"When did you sign us up for camp?" I asked. He started counting on his fingers.

"January." He answered. We all groaned

Camp, I am totally going to hate this.