(A/N) So I took down my story Dark Love, because it was shit and I could do sooooo much better. So here's a repost under a different title, with the same kind of plot I had in mind, and a list of things you should know.

1). It's an AU story, so there will be no karate, sorry if that annoys you but, my story and all.

2). The characters may be OOC, but I'll try and keep them like themselves.

3). The story is in Kim's POV.

4). Reviews make me a happy author, a happy author equals updates, and updates equals you guys being happy.

5). Always read the author's notes at the bottom of the chapter as it may have something important in it.

6). To any readers who have read my story Chlorine Kisses, I will expand it soon, bear with me I'm very busy.

6). Some people may want to alert my story because I've got about eight maybe more stories I need to finish and there might be a long time between updates but I'll try my best I promise.

Disclaimer: Eventhough I asked last christmas, I do not own Kickin' it or anything associated with the show. *Sighs, retreats to her room and starts playing Cannibal Corpse To Decompose*

~Kickin' it~

I couldn't stop clicking my pen. I was in History class and I was really bored. Mr. Tribly wouldn't stop talking about the Italian Renissance and how great it was and kept asking us what the children would have done during that time...blah. blah, blah. Did he really think we were that stupid? I had been in school for almost three hours, and I was starting to fall asleep on my folder, I could hear Jerry snoring quietly in the back, Eddie was sneakily eating a chocolate bar under the table, and Milton's hand was shooting up every few seconds to anwser a question. History was not my favourite subject and I was going to drop it soon. My other lessons were OK and I was getting straight C's in everything, and the occasional A* in Art and Music.

I snapped myself out of my thoughts, shaking my head. I got out of my desk, not bothering about the noise and made my way to the girls bathroom, feeling everybodies eyes on me. I didn't really have to go, but anything was better than having this man kill all of us with his coffee and cheese breath.

I noticed how quiet the hallways were. There was no sound coming from any of the classrooms and there was not a person in sight. The only sound I could hear was my boots echoing down the hall as I walked towards the bathroom.

When I was inside, I started to fiddle around with my hair. I'd had gym last lesson and my hair had gone mishapen and had fallen out of my ponytail, after many attempts of trying to fix it, I gave up and left it down, pushing it behind my shoulders. I put my hairband on my wrist and stared at the clock, trying to make the hands move with my eyes. I sure as hell didn't want to go back to my History classroom.

Giving up and sighing in defeat after realising that would never work, I walked out of the bathroom, walking down the still quiet hallways. The lights suddenly flickered and went out, I was surprised at how oblivious everyone was. I was standing alone in the dark, I couldn't help but feel a bit scared.

"You've got to be kidding me." I whispered quietly, trying to get my bearings in the darkness, outstretching my arms, groping for anything I could find, my fingers slipping through thin air.

I was completely and utterly alone. I still couldn't hear anything exepct my shallow breathing echoing slightly in the hallways. Something was definetely wrong. An eerie whispering sounded behind me and I spun around almost instantly, feeling dizzy. My eyes darted around, scanning the endness black for any sign of movement.

The lockers were nothing but dim, menacing shapes, stretching into the darkness, seeming to go on forever. Every muscle in my entire body was painfully tense as I strained my ears, trying to hear a sound, a breath that wasn't my own.

Something.

Abruptly, I spun around again, narrowing my eyes as I felt somebody's presence in the hall.

Something was here, watching me. I could feel it, every fibre of my body was screaming at me, telling me to run. But I wouldn't, I was helpless as something continued to survey me, unknown to my eyes. My breathing increased and my heart started beating like a hammer inside my chest, like it was trying to shatter my ribcage and tear through my skin. A scream froze in my throat, my veins turning to ice as my blood ran cold.

I watched, half out of curiosity, half out of fear as the shadows seemed to be coming alive, twisting and dancing as it tried to mould itself into a shape. Alarm bells were ringing in my head, screaming at me that it was dangerous, not some fantasy, but pure danger. I continued to watch as the shadows began to form into a human- a young man stepped out from the shadows.

His face was pale in the few streaks of torch light streaming through the classroom doors, but his features were perfectly sculpted under a mess of thick brown hair. And he'd blending into the shadows because he was wearing black: black sneakers, black jeans, and a longsleeved button-up shirt, the first three buttons undone, part of his muscular chest exposed. I took a step back and tried to control my heavy breathing.

He had somehow gotten a hold of my wrist and began rubbing his thumb gently across it, my pulse immeadiately sped up as he did so. His skin was so cold. I heard him chuckle softly, he seemed amused almost.

"Easy, it's alright." He whispered. His voice was soft, relaxing almost with a slight accent I couldn't place at all, my mind instantly coming up blank. "You don't have to be scared."

"I-I'm not." I barely got the words out, just his skin against mine was making me feel hot all over. I was feeling uncomfortable and drawn to him at the same time.

"I'm sorry if I scared you." He apologised, letting my wrist fall to my side.

"You didn't." I said, not liking the situation I was in right now. Whole school black out, and I was feeling strangely atractted to this guy who not five seconds before had scared the bejeebies out of me. "Were you looking for someone or...?" I left the question open, really not knowing what to say.

"Mmhmmn." He mumbled, his eyes boring into mine, wandering down to my lips. They were chocolate brown, unsual lights seemed to be in them, giving them some sort of mysterious power. My cheeks flushed and burned as I felt the blood rising in them.

Suddenly, his eyes filled my cloud of vision as he leaned in. I felt my breath hitch in my throat and my lips part...NO!, I thought. I pulled my head away in time.

"I think I'd better go now." I mumbled, turning around, walking back to my History classroom, the power coming back on as I was halfway down the hall. I looked back and I couldn't see the man, just an empty corridor and a raven watching me through the glass in the main door.

~Kickin' it~

Music for this chapter:

O' death Jen Titus

Dark Ritual Adrian Von Ziegler (youtube composer)

Vampire diaries music score Klaus kills Elijah

Vampire diaries music score Katherine's plan

Vampire Diaries music score Katherine's theme