Excellence comes with a
Price
I Guess I should introduce myself, my name is primadona, because that's another word for diva, and I am the epitome of divalicious! I am actually pretty smart, I'm in the IB program at my school! (You might be like oh, she just revealed some personal information, she obviously never listens to those yearly internet safety announcements that bore everyone to tears; I'll have you know the "I" in I.B stands for international, so ha!) I absolutely love Milton because not only is he the awesomest nerd ever! (Nerds represent!) he's a redhead, what's not to like, anyway…on to the story(I bet you skipped this).
Disclaimer: Why would I own Disney have you ever seen MY name in the credits?
"Hiyah!" "Nice form, but this time put more force behind the blow" "Sure thing Rudy!" I took my stance again, my leg went up… "Hiyah!" "Ahhh!" and then it comes down. I smiled in satisfaction as I walked up to Rudy's fallen form. "That enough force for ya?" I taunted, walking past my fallen sensei, I could hear his faint whispers as I walked towards the door. "Kim, must you destroy everything you touch?" I turned behind me to find a smirking Jerry. I glared at him menacingly; and his bravado seemed to die down. I smirked. "I mean our Sensei's …parts. That girl Samantha who kept saying you couldn't be on the debate team because 'Blondes are dumb, we can't have dumb blondes on this team! We'll be laughed to scorn!'" he teased imitating that idiot Samantha's nasal drawl. But of course he wasn't done. "Oh and every relationship you've ever been in!" He crossed his arms in presumed victory. That was when I attacked. "Mami!' "Kim, Kim, Kim!" A voice yelled from behind me, barely managing to hold back a chuckle. Jack. He held me by the waist to keep me from beating the buffoon before me into a fine powder. I wriggled in his grip; I could and would break out if I didn't enjoy him holding me so much. "Can you refrain from murdering our friend 3 days before the big karate conference in Montreal? It'll be better if all of the wasabi warriors attend whole!" he laughed finally letting me go. I huffed, blowing a few stray blonde hairs out of my face, "Hey he's the one who annoyed me! He might as well of just wrote himself an execution notice and signed it, 'Love Jerry'!" I countered angrily. Jerry picked himself up from the ground straightening out his collar. "That's swag master to you, chica!" he muttered quietly. Not quietly enough. "Don't you start with me" I whispered threateningly. He yelped and rushed to hide behind jack, typical Jerry." I rolled my eyes and walked over to my locker to get my bag. I'd had enough of dealing with these idiots for one day. A girl needs a break you know. As I exited my dojo all I could think about were the awesome events that awaited me 3 days from now. Montreal? It might not be Paris, but it's the closest North-America's got! Canada, here I come! I wonder if I'll see any beavers, or moose, or Justin Beiber(A/N Did I spell that right, I don't know, I'm Canadian myself but I never bothered to learn his name. Sue me)! The possibilities are endless! I started to hum as I thought giddily of the outfits I'd wear, the cool events at the conference, and the boys I'd meet. I know I like Jack but a girl's gotta keep her options open! I wonder if French-Canadian boys are cuter than American boys? When I finally got to my front door, I was bombarded by my sister Kelly. Oh Kelly, you are so adorable, she's 4…and a half, which she never fails to remind me, and a little devil. But I love her anyway. "Kimmy?" she asks looking up at me. "When are you going to Cadada? Mommy says I can use your room while you're gone!" I rolled my eyes playfully on the nose. "Why would you want my room silly?" "Because it's bigger, it has a computer, and you've got lots of pictures of cute boys in there!" she answered immediately. "I'm never going to go to Cadada, if my wonderful room is at stake!" I gasped in a mock dramatic voice. "I sorry Kimmy, I sorry! Please go to Cadada, I won't steal your room!" she apologised quickly. I laughed, "Can I actually step into my own home now?" I joked. Kelly finally stepped out of my way. "Kim is that you?" My mother called from the kitchen. "Now you notice me, ma?" I laughed rolling my eyes. "Kimberly Anne!" "I'm joking!" I protested. I walked into the kitchen to find my mother cooking lasagna, what is with Rachel Crawford and her lasagna? I quickly snuck behind her and stole a piece of cheese from the cutting board and stuffed it in my mouth before she could say anything. "Kim!" "What?" I asked pretending to be innocent, but because I still had cheese in my mouth it sounded like, 'Mwhert'. My mom laughed and shook her head, "This is going to be quiet household for in 3 days, how are we going to live without our Kimmy?" she chuckled. I stole another piece of cheese and gave my mom a cheeky grin, "Guess you'll just have to learn then!" I quipped, before running upstairs to my room.
So that was the first chapter, just to introduce you to the story, hope you like it!
-P