A/N: I know this is, like, a cliché idea for a story, but it's always fun to write (which is probably why it's so popular…) and I have no life and so I'm bored pretty much all the time. So it's really kinda just entertainment for me.

Besides, I haven't seen many Kickin' It stories like this. Surprisingly. And I started watching this show on Netflix after I had watched every other thing there possibly was to watch (I was not kidding—I truly have no life) and I ended up really liking it…

So here's this.

*Rated T for sexual references, of course, really no way around that, and language. (Not gonna be dropping f-bombs every other word or anything, but they're teenagers and I mean, yes, they will probably swear sometimes.)

Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin' It.

Prologue

Are you sure you want to do this?

That question kept echoing through my mind. It was the only thing that I could remember clearly. Everything else faded quickly, but that stuck with me. I don't know why. But it did, and I could hear his voice perfectly, and if I closed my eyes, it felt like I was back there, on his bed, under his Gilmore Girls poster, which I had made fun of for at least thirty minutes after walking into his room. We were laughing at first. It was funny before it got serious.

Are you sure you want to do this?

Yes.

I said yes, because at the time I didn't think about it enough to realize the real answer was no. No, I wasn't ready to have sex with him. I had just had my first kiss with him. But it didn't seem like a big deal at the time. I always thought it would feel like a huge deal until it actually happened.

When it actually happened, it wasn't losing my virginity anymore, it was simply sex, and it was with Jack, and I liked Jack a lot, so why not?

Why not?

In his room I was thinking why not, but in my own room, staring up at my white popcorn ceiling, I was just thinking: why? Why had I just done that? I was fifteen. I heard about people my age having sex but it never really seemed like a real thing. Like something that happened. But then I did it, and I was one of those girls all of a sudden.

I didn't feel any different, either. I didn't feel 'changed' or whatever. Whatever way I was supposed to feel. I felt just like myself. In fact, I felt so much like Kim Crawford that I even had to keep telling myself in my head:

You just had sex. You just had sex. You had an actual penis inside of your actual vagina. It actually happened. Oh my God, Kim, you just had sex. With Jack! Kim! You just had sex with Jack.

Even then it was too surreal because I was in the same room I grew up in my whole life. The walls surrounding me were painted turquoise, had been since I was nine and decided I no longer liked pink. On my full-length mirror were photo booth pictures I took with my friends (and one with my Mom and Dad and one with my sister) every time I went to the movies, and I had been sticking them there since I was about ten. They made me smile each time I looked at them. On the wall beside that there was a big framed bible verse telling me to trust in the Lord with all my heart. A Hello Kitty TV was the only pink thing left in the room, sitting on top of my dresser because each time I had the chance to get a new TV I decided there was something else I wanted more, like the Macbook laying at the foot of my bed, or the expensive Barbie Dream House shoved somewhere in my closet (probably at the bottom).

It was me. It was my room. I was a little girl.

I was just a little girl.

I pulled my floral comforter tighter to me, trying to get it to swallow me, or at least make me feel small. Like I was five years old, truly a child, and not somewhere stuck in between childhood and adulthood, because that place in between was a scary thing.

A/N: Fun fact that you can 100% ignore if you wanna: I actually had a Hello Kitty TV until I was about eleven. I was pretty ashamed of it. Looking back, I kinda miss it. It was cute as hell. But old. Like had the box thing on the back, and it was all pink and it had a picture of Hello Kitty on the side of it.

But anyway that's TOTALLY IRRELEVANT!

This was short because it's the prologue, and I hardly ever write prologues, but when I do they tend to be short.

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