I made another new story. I will post this in the Kickin It section when there is one so please enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Taylor Swift or Kickin It or Jennette McCurdy.
Kim's Pov
I leaned against the wall of the school gym. Lights hung on the walls with tiny silver star below them. The theme was 'starry night'. but it all seemed so corny to me. I really didn't want to be here but the cheerleaders begged me to come, so I gave in. I really need to work on not caving into my friends ask so much. Life would be so much easier if I didn't.
The dance was like any other. Carefully going over every detail, I checked off all the things every school dance had.
Corny, slow romantic music? Check,
Giddy girls twitching in their brand new heels and worrying about their dresses? Check.
Nervous guys trying to build up the guts to dance with aforementioned giddy girls? Check.
Stale cookies and flavorless punch that no one will touch? Check.
Pushed aside tables where the losers with no date for dance? Check.
Me, sitting and kicking around a balloon and wishing I was at home? Check.
With a sigh, I watched in with envy as happy couples danced to Jennette McCurdy's 'Homeless Heart'. All the couples looked at their dance partner with love and passion their eyes. I would give anything for him to look at me like that. But all I was to him was a friend.
And that was all I was going to be.
Grace and Kelsey were convinced were meant for each other. I think they're high off the thrill of having their own dates. Even Milton had a date—not that he shouldn't.
Then just as Taylor Swift's 'Enchanted' came on, he walked up to me.
"Hey, Jack."
"Hi, Kim. Nice dress."
Jack's remark caused me to blush the color of cherries. I was only wearing a white dress that went to me knees with my hair curled and ballet flats. I glanced at his outfit. Jack wore a black jacket over a white button down shirt with black jeans and black vans.
"Care to dance," Jack asked holding out his hand. I took it slowly and he led me out to the dance floor. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he put his hands on my waist. The lyrics of 'Enchanted' filled the air around us. We swayed side to side. Everything around melted into nothing.
Sadly the song came to an end and the dance was officially over. No one else was as disappointed; they were already planning for the next school dance.
Later when I left, Jack had offered to take me home. So now, we were standing on my porch.
"Thanks," I said. I expected an answer but instead of words, I felt Jack's soft lips press to mine. When he pulled away, he spoke what is now my favorite compliment ever.
"Good night, my dancing angel."