Hi people.
My name is Mark, and I'm pretty knew to this whole fanfiction story writing thing. I've been readying fanfiction on this cite for about a year now, but I only recently created an account, mainly because I wanted to be able to follow some readers and write my own stories since I've had ideas swimming through my brain.
So this is my very first story. It's a one shot actually. The idea wasn't immense enough to be a full story, but I got inspired after watching a show on Netflix and seeing what happened to one of the characters. I won't say what show or what happened because I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise for you guys.
So, yeah. Here we go.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin' It. If I did, Jack and Kim would be married with babies by now.
Kim was suddenly awakened from her blissful sleep by the loud ringing of her phone. She groaned and rolled over, trying to find a more comfortable position. She buried her face deep into her pillow and sighed, as she welcomed the soft and warm comfort of her blankets. Finally, the ringing stopped and she was able to slip back into her deep slumber. She slightly opened her eyes as she shifted around a little, and finally relaxed as she hugged her pillow.
She finally felt herself falling back asleep.
Until her eyes snapped open and locked on her alarm clock.
No her eyes weren't deceiving her. It was indeed 12:15 p.m.
Kim was supposed to be at the Dojo at 10:00 for practice. She had a tournament coming up in a few weeks, and if all went well, she would be able to earn her 3rd degree black belt. It was extremely important to her that she earned the higher status and promised Rudy that she would squeeze in extra training and would be as punctual as possible. Part of that punctuality agreement involved her being ready for practice by 10:00 every Saturday morning, and for the past couple of months, Kim had been on top of everything, making sure her alarm was set to at least two hours before she left the house, giving her enough time to get ready, eat, and possibly dilly daddy a bit.
So why didn't her alarm wake her up this time?
Kim immediately jumped out bed making a run for her closet, grabbing the first things she could find: a pair of Hollister sweat pants and an old t-shirt she stole from Jack. She hurriedly rolled some deodorant under her arms and through on her clothes before running to the bathroom to quickly brush her teeth and rinse with some mouth wash. When she was done she ran back to her room, pushed her feet into some sneakers, grabbed a scrunchie, her car keys, her phone, and her duffle bag, and head out the door.
She was out in under two minutes. A new record.
Kim started her car and started driving the quickest route to the Mall she knew. It still bugged her that she forgot to set her alarm to wake her up. Kim never forgot to do anything! She even left a note on her nightstand reminding her when she had to set her alarm clock. So why had she slipped up and forgotten?
Kim suddenly recalled the night before. Jack, her boyfriend of over a year, came over to work on a project even though that was far from what they ended up doing. They probably spent about ten minutes working and the rest of the night watching movies, teasing each other, making out, and eating food.
And he didn't hop on his motorcycle and leave until midnight.
So she must've been too distracted and tired to remember that she had practice in the morning.
Well it wasn't like she was complaining. At least she was able to spend some much needed alone time with Jack. Their relationship had started during a poorly thought out game of Truth or Dare. Jack, Kim, and the rest of their friends were hanging out in Milton's backyard. They had spent the summer afternoon in the pool, barbequing, and having countless water fights. When it started getting late and they were all too wet to go inside, Eddie spat out the glorious idea of playing Truth or Dare.
Nobody objected to it or gave a better idea, so they ended up playing the game for two hours. The game went from everyone choosing 'truth' to every becoming courageous and choosing dare. At one point, Grace dared Eddie to stand on Milton's front porch and scream about how horrible his period was.
Let's just say that they all had video footage to keep hem laughing for three lifetimes.
Once they stopped laughing and regrouped themselves, Eddie challenged Kim with the 'truth or dare' question. Kim confidently picked dare. She didn't regret her decision until she saw the mischievous look on his face and he gave her the dare.
"I dare you to kiss Jack."
Kim felt the blood drain from her face as there was a chorus of "ohh's" across their group. She looked at Jack who was blushing madly and staring at the ground. She wondered what he was thinking at that exact moment. Was he feeling as embarrassed as she was? Where a million thoughts running through his mind about how he has wanted an opportunity like this for so long, but still felt reluctant? Was he worried about what it would do to the relationship he already had with Kim? Was his heart beating faster than usual?
Kim looked at her friends eager faces. "Well, what are you waiting for?" Jerry asked. "Go lock lips with him."
"Uhh," Kim never felt so pressured in her life. "Isn't that kind of inappropriate for us to be doing?"
Grace scoffed. "Oh please Kim. I've done worse during truth or dare when I was 12."
Kim glared at Grace, who was evidently not helping the situation. "I don't know if it's a good idea…" Of course Kim wanted to kiss Jack. She'd dreamed of kissing him countless times. Ever since she met him in eighth grade, all she's ever wanted to do was ram her lips into his. But did she want to kiss him in the particular situation? No. And for many reasons. When she thought of kissing Jack, or anyone for that matter, she imagined it being at a nice quiet restaurant, or at the end of a nice date, or during prom. Not during a truth or dare game in her friends back yard. She wanted her kiss with Jack to mean something, and she wanted it to happen spontaneously on their own accord. Not because her friends dared her to.
Plus, what if Jack didn't want to kiss her? They were the best of friends. Jack disclosed almost every detail of every crush he's ever had to Kim, and vice versa. Kim might as well be friend zoned for the rest of eternity! Why would Jack want to kiss her when she was most likely friend zoned?
And let's not forget how awkward everything might become after their kiss. How would Kim be able to look Jack in the eyes with a straight face knowing that they swapped saliva?
It made logical sense for Jack to also agree and say he wasn't going to engage in the stupid game anymore. But Jack's next words surprised Kim.
"Let's do it."
It took a moment for his words to register in Kim's mind, but once they did, she couldn't help but stare at him wide eyed. "Seriously?"
"Yeah." Jack shrugged. "I mean, I'm perfectly okay with it. How long do you want us to kiss?" The latter question was directed towards Eddie.
Eddie was startled. "Uhh," he stuttered, "10 seconds I guess?" He looked utterly perplexed. He hadn't expected Jack to give in so quickly. Part of his dare was to finally get Jack and Kim to kiss and realize that they were meant for each other, and part of it was to see them squirm and try to get out of the dare.
But seeing Jack comply so easily was only half the joy.
"Alright." Jack stood. "Then let's do it." He said it so nonchalantly, as if he was asked to step on a roach, or kick a ball.
Kim slowly stood up nervously. They stared at each other, not sure what they should do or how they should conduct themselves. Should I lean in? Kim thought, or should I wait for him? Where do I put my hands? Which way should I tilt my head? Does my breath stink?
They both started mumbling a chorus of nonsense in their awkwardness. "So, uhh, should we just—" "M-maybe I should go this way—" "Let's just, uhh, start—"
"Oh just kiss already!" Milton's voice rang out amongst the group, startling Jack and Kim. His comment made Kim feel even more nervous and intimidated about the whole situation. Couldn't he see she was three seconds away from an anxiety attack? She glared at Milton and opened her mouth, ready to spit out every last bit of profanity she knew.
But as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt two hands cup her cheeks and soft lips press to hers. Her eyebrows shot up in complete shock as a chorus of "ohh's" and whistles rang throughout their group. They all chanted and routed and started acting obnoxious.
Jack and Kim didn't hear them. They didn't hear anything, for they could only focus on the feel of each other's lips moving together. They only focused on the sensation of each other's lips. Their lips were like a perfect fit together, moving with every second that passed.
The kiss deepened as Kim placed her hands around Jack's abdomen, pulling him closer. The soft and warm tingle of Jack's lips against hers overtook all of her senses, preventing her from hearing, breathing properly, and thinking straight. She could almost feel Jack receiving every feeling and desire she's ever had for him through the kiss.
And Kim received all of Jack's feelings and desires for her.
"Ten!" The sound of their friends voice rang out in their ears and they jumped apart from each other, breathing heavily. They stared into each other's eyes, unspoken words transferring between them. Their friends cheered and hooted as they backed away from each other, taking their seats once again.
"Now was that so hard?" Grace chirped, a dreamy look in her eyes.
She had no idea.
Later that day when they were all tired and ready to hit the hay, they gathered up blankets and pillows in Eddies basement and fell asleep to reruns of That's so Raven and The Suite Life of Zack and Cody. Well, everyone except Kim fell asleep. She remained wide awake, unable to forget about the kiss she exchanged with Jack. They hadn't spoken since it happened, obviously too embarrassed and flustered to face each other with a straight face. Kim couldn't help but wonder what Jack was feeling. How was he affected by the kiss?
At some point, Kim got tired of lying wide awake in her blanket/pillow cocoon, and got up. She made her way to the kitchen, hoping that a quick glass of hot tea would calm her nerves and help her sleep. She found a kettle in one of the kitchen cabinets, filled it with water, and set it to boil on the stove.
"Couldn't sleep either?"
Kim jumped and turned around, clutching her heart. She thought she was the only one awake and that she would have some time to think and clear her mind.
But as the universe would have it, Jack would be awake at the same time she was, and would decide to come to the kitchen.
"Jack." Kim breathed. "How long have you been standing there?" He stood so casually in the kitchen door way, and for some reason it made Kim's heart skip a beat.
Jack walked inside and sat at the kitchen table. "Just got here. I couldn't sleep, so I figured a quick cup of tea would clear my mind."
Kim smiled, for it was the same idea she had. "Really? Me too."
Jack chuckled. "I guess great minds think alike, huh?"
Kim blushed as a small laugh escaped her lips. "Yeah."
Kim watched as Jack nervously played with his fingers. He bit his lip and his eyes danced around the room, never meeting Kim's. He looked like he had something he wanted to say but was too afraid to say it, which was a first because Jack was never afraid to say what he wanted.
Kim sat across from him, the concern written all over her face. "Jack, is there something you want to—"
"What did it mean?" Jack looked up, interrupting her. "The kiss." He had been tossing and turning in his makeshift bed for over an hour, repeating the question over and over again. It was all he was able to think of since it happened. He couldn't divert his mind from the kiss and how his emotions started going haywire during it. It was stuck on repeat in his head, and even though he completely enjoyed it, the unanswered questions that started to pile up in his mind were driving him crazy.
Kim stared wide eyed at him. "I, uhh…" She was at a loss for words. She knew exactly what it meant for her, but she had no idea how to say it, or how to say anything for that matter.
"I mean," Jack found another way to say what he wanted to say and sighed, "it's all I can think about since it happened." He finally looked her in the eye as he spoke. "And I know what it means to me. But what I don't know, and what's been bothering me the most is what it means to you."
"Well," Kim started quietly, "what does it mean to you?" The question came out softer than she intended, but the situation was pretty delicate, and speaking any louder seemed like a horrible idea.
Jack sighed, running his hand through his hair. "Gosh, I don't even know where to begin." There was so much he had to tell Kim, about the kiss, about his feelings, about them in general. He had been afraid of a moment like this, because he didn't know how Kim would react or if he would end up looking foolish. But with the kiss on both of their minds (there was no denying that Kim was thinking about it), right then and there seemed like the perfect timing.
Jack knew that if he thought about it too much, he would block away his feelings, tell Kim to forget he said anything, and try to go back to sleep. But he knew that would do worse damage to their relationship than what he wanted to say, so he shut off his brain and let his heart speak for him. "At first, I was reluctant. I didn't want it to happen." Jack saw the look on Kim's face and quickly changed his words. "I mean, I didn't want it to happen the way it did. I felt like we were being pressured into it. And I knew that wasn't right. I don't want to feel forced into kissing anyone. Especially you Kim. You're too special for that." Kim nodded, taking in his words. It was good to see that he at least had some morals and actually didn't want to kiss her for a stupid game.
"But at the same time," Jack continued, "I really wanted to kiss you. And not because it was a stupid dare, or because I wanted to please everyone. I've wanted to kiss you for as long as I can remember. I think I've wanted to kiss you ever since the first time I met you when I caught your apple with my foot." Kim giggled at the memory of meeting Jack for the first time. "I was in denial of it because we were 13 and I had just moved to Seaford, and I was still trying to figure everything out. But as we spent more time together and grew closer, I knew that I really did want to kiss you, and I knew why I wanted to kiss you." Jack reached across the table and grabbed Kim's hand. "It's because I like you Kim."
Kim's heart jumped. She had to fight the urge to scream, jump for joy, and reach across the table and slam her lips against his because she knew he wasn't done. "And I knew I couldn't tell you how I felt because we're best friends and who knows what information like that could do to our friendship. I didn't want to risk losing someone as special as you because of my stupid feelings. But God Kim, you don't know how hard it has been to try and conceal my feelings while we spent so much time together. Half the time, I wanted to jump on your back and get a piggy back ride while giving you a noogy, and half the time I wanted to kiss you and never let you go." Kim chuckled. She remembered the countless times she would give him a piggy back ride, and vice versa.
"I've been harboring this for a while now Kim." Jack released Kim's hands and rubbed the back of his neck. "I never knew what to do with it or how to handle it. And I could only hope that you reciprocated the feelings at least a little bit, but I understand if you don't since we've been friends for so long, and you've probably stuck me in the friend zone with the rest of our friends—"
Kim stopped him. She reached across the table and planted her lips on his. Jack was obviously startled as he jumped a little and his body slightly tensed. He was unprepared for Kim's sudden actions.
But he was glad that she shut him up anyway.
Kim pulled away after a few seconds, leaning back in her seat while blushing. "You are definitely not friend zoned Jack." He smiled as she said this, his whole face lighting up in the darkness. "If anything, I thought I was in the friend zone. I've been crushing on you since I saw you standing in the lunch line on your first day at Seaford High. But, I always thought that we were just going to remain best friends and nothing more since you've always treated me like a sister. Plus, I figured you were way out of my league." Kim saw some of the girls Jack sometimes fawned over. They were the Barbie doll looking ones, with the perfect body, perfect hair, perfect boobs, perfect everything.
Kim was far from perfect.
Just then the kettle started to whistle. She stood up before Jack could speak and walked over to the stove to turn off the kettle. She grabbed two mugs and placed tea bugs in them.
"Hey." Kim turned around to see Jack standing in front of her, his tall 5'9 frame towering over her petite 5'2 build. Kim's breath hitched as he gazed into her eyes. "Don't say that. If anything, you're out of my league."
Kim laughed. Jack kissed her, deeper and more passionate than the two they previously shared. They kissed for what seemed like an eternity, the hot water and tea bags long forgotten.
And thus began their relationship.
Kim smiled to herself at the memory. The game of truth or dare. The ridiculous things she and her friends did. The way Jack looked at her before he kissed her that night.
He always had the same expression on his face right before he kissed her. It never changed.
Kim finally reached the mall. She parked her car in the parking lot (not well, but who had time for perfect parking anyway), grabbed her things, and bolted out of the car, barely remembering to lock the door. She ran as quickly as her slender legs could carry her, her sneakered feet pounding the pavement with every step.
Finally, she arrived at the newly renovated Dojo, bursting loudly through the doors. "Rudy!" She yelled, dropping her things by the door. "I'm here!"
Rudy ran up to Kim quickly, worry written all over his face. "Kim! Are you alright?" He placed both hands on her shoulders, examining her like some sort of fractured sculpture.
Kim shook him off as she panted. "I'm fine." She reassured him. "I just overslept. I forgot to set my alarm last night." She breathed heavily, in an attempt to steady her breathing. "I'm really sorry Rudy. I know how important it is that I get in as much training as possible with the tournament coming up. I just hope it's okay that we start now instead of at 10 like we usually do. I promise it will never happen again."
She waited for a response in hopes that Rudy wouldn't be too hard on her. She was usually very punctual, and she was one of his best students. She just hoped that he wouldn't be too mad at her, or give her a boring lecture.
Kim looked at Rudy's expression. It didn't really change from its original worried look. In fact, now it was mixed with dread, pain, and complete disbelief.
Did she really disappoint him that much?
She tried to apologize again. "Rudy I—"
"So," Rudy stopped her, "you haven't heard?"
Kim's eyebrows knit in confusion at Rudy's words. His whole entire demeanor confused her. It wasn't Rudy-like at all. Heard about what? She thought.
Kim finally got a good look at the scene before her that she was too busy worrying about practice to notice. She spotted Milton seated on a stack of mats with his head in his hands, shaking violently. Eddie paced back and forth with his face cupped in his hands. He wiped his face suddenly and Kim got a glimpse of his bloodshot eyes and tear stricken face. Jerry had Grace embraced in a tight hug as she seemed to be sobbing, while Jerry didn't seem to be trying hard to retain his own tears which were falling freely from his face.
Kim looked back at Rudy questioningly, taking in his expression for the first time. Aside from the worried expression, his eyes were slightly puff and bloodshot, as if he too had been cry.
Something wasn't right…
Rudy swallowed. "We tried to call you multiple times but—"
"What's going on?" Kim's voice was filling with concern. She wasn't used to seeing all her friends looking so pained, and it slightly scared her.
"Uhh," Rudy started, "last night, th-there was an accident." Rudy's voice started to crack and he quickly cleared his throat, regaining whatever strength he had. "Umm, apparently Jack w-was on his motorcycle at around midnight last night." Kim nodded. She knew that. She watched him hop on that stupid bike and drive down the road. But what did that have to do with anything? "He, umm," Kim saw a tear roll down Rudy's face. He didn't make a move to wipe it away. "He was hit by a truck on his way home."
Those words hit Kim like a pang in her chest as the realization of the whole situation sank in on her. And right before Rudy's next words, Kim caught one key detail in her peripheral vision that she had missed. She saw Jack's mother in a corner, struggling to stand up straight as she sobbed into Jack's fathers' t-shirt.
"Jack died before the ambulance could arrive at the site."
Yeah, I've decided to make it a two-shot. I had more to write, but it seemed more fit to end it there instead of trying to fit in the rest of what I had.
Oh no. I killed Jack. I must be a horrible person right? *looks at the audiences blank expression* Aaaaaalrgihty then.
I know I'm not that good. I mean, it's my first story, so of course I'm not going to be an immaculate writer. But it's definitely not really good. It's definitely not as good as most of the writers I've seen on this cite either. So be as brutally honest as necessary in the comments. I can take it, so don't worry.
Please review and follow this story if you want. No pressure guys. No pressure at all.
Bye Felicia.
