A/N Hello hello fellow fanfictioners! I was a little bored with Kim's Double Life, so I decided I'd start another story. THAT DOES NOT MEAN I'M STOPPING THE STORY! I just got a little bored for now, and I was thinking of making another story so here it is.

Also, this story has some elements with the book Cindy Ella in it. I suddenly came up with the idea while reading the first chapter of Jack and Kim: IM.

Kim Crawford was another girl at Seaford High. She wasn't a loser, but she wasn't popular. In fact, she had a small name for the people like her. The OPASH. Ordinary. People. At. Seaford. High. She would never be the crazy smart nerds like Milton Krupnick, Julie Andies, and Ming Wang. Those people, weren't even at the bottom of the food chain. In fact, after what Kim had just done, they might even have been more OPASH than she was right now.

Kim had dissed prom.

Junior prom was in 3 weeks. She was the editor for the school paper, and had written an article about prom taking over almost every girl in the whole school's life for the last few weeks of school. People had heard of her performance, and now, only her 2 best friends, Eddie and Kelsey were still talking to her.

"Why the hell would you do that, Kim?" Kelsey whisper yelled at lunch. "It's not that I don't agree with you, but why the fuck would you write that in the paper! Now the whole POSH (populars of Seaford High) probably hates you, and will shun you for the rest of your high school years!"

Kim just rolled her eyes. It wasn't really that bad, she had just angered most of the kids, and some teachers at the school. She didn't really care about any of the populars, except maybe one. Jack Brewer. A.k.a the only boy in the entire POSHers who was single. It wasn't that he wasn't cute, in fact, he was the hottest boy in the whole group! It was the fact that nearly every girl at Seaford High was after him, and he didn't want any of them. Donna Tobin had probably thrown herself at him plenty of times, and every single time, he had likely pushed her off and said

"Sorry, I'm not looking for a relationship right now. I'd prefer if we just stayed friends."

These turned down offers were then the cause of the rumors of the possibility that JACK BREWER was gay. His best friend, Jerry Martinez, had to stop these rumors by saying Jack was not gay, was not into gay guys, and in fact liked girls. They stopped after realizing they had no proof that Jack was gay, and that he could have just been in a bad break up.

Jack had been my crush since he moved in 8th grade. He came in strong and protecting. He knew karate, and was a third degree black belt. Nowadays, bullies just tended to do their work after school hours.

Jack was hot hot hot, and I knew I couldn't believe that a guy like him could possibly want anything to do with me, even though he shot me smiles whenever we walked by in the halls. I was after all, hard to miss now that everybody seemed to think I was the cheese from Diary of a Wimpy Kid. I was his tour guide on his first day, so the occasional nod I always got from him wasn't that weird or unusual.

After lunch was over, More classes just came by and went. Chemistry, Math, Language Arts, AP US History, they all went by so fast. I met Kelsey by her car, a bulky Honda Odyssey that her parents passed down to her. She made the car her own style by painting it pink with white stripes. Kelsey was beautiful, yet a bit of a hippy. Her parents were into living their life easy, so they were very nice calming people.

She dropped me off by my house, and we said our goodbyes. I trudged up two flights of stairs until I reached my room. Most people in Seaford were extremely rich. Every kid with a car, except for Kelsey, drove a Porsche, Lexus, Ferrari, Mercedes, BMW, or some form of a motorcycle. Even Jack had a Mercedes where he gave all friends rides with. His parents were some form of RICH. Not that I was really trying to be stuck up or anything, but my family was pretty rich too. My family, which consisted of my dad, me, and I.

It was just dad and me, so we didn't really need our three storied house. We just had it for show, like everyone else in our neighborhood and town.

I sat down at my desk, and opened up my computer. 1 Friend Online. I looked at who it was. The screen said BostonBoy09. I smiled and started up the conversation. Now why you might ask, was Kim Crawford talking to a guy who was possibly from Boston when she was definitely a Californian? and How would she know that he wasn't a dude that was going to ask her to meet him at a restaurant and then kidnap her? She didn't. All she knew was that he had liked her blog and was the one out of the three readers (who were Kelsey, Eddie, and him). They had kept in touch after that. For all she knew he could've been a terrible person. But, there was something about the way he talked that reminded her of someone she knew, even though he lived thousands of miles away. The way he always was just screamed I AM A TEENAGE BOY! She always looked forward to her chats with the BB09

KimmersC: Hey how's it going?

BostonBoy09: Iz all good, u?

KimmersC: I'm fine, just a bit pooped bout the day

BostonBoy09: Wat hapened did u get embarrassed?

KimmersC: Yup. But way worse. I rote bout prom and how stupid it was but no 1 seemed to find it sincere

BostonBoy09: Aww geez that suks. Wish i was there so i cud say hullo to ur pretty face tho.

The thought that he acted so nice to her always made her smile. He always made her day. She could say that she loved BostonBoy09 almost as much as Tyler Posey or Matty McKibben from Teen Wolf and Awkward. (A/N: Two of my favorite TV shows) I could actually say this because it gave me a huge thrill talking to BostonBoy09, the same way I felt talking about T Posey and Matty boy. In fact, BostonBoy09 had lots of secrets that I had never found out about.

I've told him about Jack Brewer and my family, and my life in Seaford, and I don't even know his name. He knows so much about me in every single way. In fact, he probably knows more about me than Kelsey and Eddie do. Combined. While I continued to chat along with BostonBoy09, I heard the door being opened and then slammed. "KIMBERLY!" A loud voice shouted. It was shrill and pierced my ear drums. I walked back down the stairs and looked into the blue eyes of Kathy, Katrina, and Eleanor Davis. Otherwise known as my stepmother and stepsisters.

Remember when I said it was dad, me, and I? Well ever since 6 months ago, it really hasn't.

A/N and scene. So that was the end of the first chapter, love it hate it? If I get 10 reviews (which was be very lovely) I will most definitely post another chapter of this story. If I don't get much feedback or anything, I'll just delete it. SO PLEASE REVIEW! I think I know where I'm going with this story. :) I'm a weird person, and I like to ask random questions, so... "Who said they'd never noticed the giant wrestler in Fat Chance (Season 1 Episode 2)?"

THIS IS IMPORTANT! If this story is continued, was wondering, are you readers okay with Eddie being gay? If you're not okay with this, you can PM me or just say it in a review. If you're okay with Eddie being gay, the story is going to be a lot more interesting :)

- Jenny