Clink.

Kim yanked her ear buds out of her ears in a startled manner, gazing over at her window seat. She then turned her attention back to the pile of homework that lay messily in front of her. Since it was Friday and there was no karate practice at the dojo, she decided to catch up on some serious homework and extra credit.

"Ugh! Didn't the bombing of Hiroshima happen like-" Kim's sentence was cut short after hearing another clink sound. It was as if something was bouncing off of a window. She had seen stuff like this in movies, like how the blonde runs up to the window, opens it in curiosity, says "hello", and then gets killed as soon as she goes outside. Or how the girlfriend hears knocks at her window, only to be greeted by her boyfriend with a radio, blasting their favorite song. But nope, Kim was going keep it original.

Clink.

Fed up, she sat her pencil down and stood up, walking over to her window. She then debated in her mind if she should open it, or wait. She took a few steps back, getting into her defensive stance, making sure her balance was in place. After just standing there fully prepared, she walked back up to it, sitting on the cushioned seat. She then opened her customized window above it, sighing as she saw no one. All she was the beautiful evening sky, which was a mixture of orange, pink, and blue. On her way back over to her colorful, but comfy, padded bed, she heard a loud thud, which only made her reflexes kick in.

"Hiya!" Kim looked at the body below her, seeing them wincing in pain.

"Ah!" Jack clenched his shoulder in complete, attempting to stand back up to his feet. Kim had now figured out that her intruder was Jack. So as soon as he was back up, she punched him in the chest.

"Jack? Not cool, Brewer!" Kim had token the situation to another level. He lived next to her on a level where they could see into each other's bed rooms, so he could've just simply come through the front door.

"What are you doing here this late?" Kim asked, still in her defensive stance.

"What are you talking about? It's only six thirty!" Jack whined, stumping his feet stubbornly.

"Don't play dumb with me, Brewer! Now if this is a funny way of simply wanting to chat, then now is not the time,"

"Oh, so now we're on a last name basis?" Jack asked, trying to change the subject. Kim dropped her position before jumping at him, making him flinch back.

"Okay, okay! I just wanted to stop by and say hey, but I couldn't use your front door because I saw your dad's car in the driveway." Jack explained, pointing out of the window.

"Oh, really, so now you're just sneaking into my house without my permission? How long have you been doing that?" Kim asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow at him.

"Long enough to know that your first drawer is where you keep your bra and panties!" Jack said really fast, but quick enough for Kim to catch it. He flinched back in preparation to be hit, but Kim was just frozen from shock, embarrassment, and anger. You could clearly see her jaw clench and eyebrow rise as she crossed her arms and took a step forward.

"You watched me change my clothes?" She was now face to face with him, a challenging look on her face.

"No, no, it's not like that I swear! I mean, I saw your lamp on and your window was wide open when I was in my room. You didn't know that I saw you when you started undressing and I guess you were about to take a shower, so that's all I saw." That had literally just happened about an hour ago. She had gotten her clothes out, laid them on her bed, and started undressing before walking butt naked into her bathroom. And now, here she was in her white tank top, pink pajama shorts, with her hair pulled back in to a ponytail, only leaving her side bangs out. Her cheeks were probably turning fifty shades of red by now, but her thought were interrupted by footsteps. Familiar footsteps.

"Kimberly?" Her dad's voice echoed throughout the hallways in search of her. He was probably walking up the stairs, heading straight towards the balcony, and walking down the hall before coming right into her room. She silently cursed herself underneath her breath, holding her head and pacing back and forth. She shooed Jack away with her hands, immediately turning it into a silent argument. Honestly, if they were in a black in white silent film, they'd make the perfect couple who argues a lot but makes up in the end. Jack pleaded with his hands for him to stay, already knowing and ready to face the consequences of doing it. Kim headed over to her first drawer before pulling out a random undergarment.

"Here's a pair of my underwear, now go!" Kim pushed him out of the window, but being the ninja he was, he instantly regained his position as soon as his feet touched the wet grass through his sneakers. He ran upstairs and into his room, shutting his own window.

"Kim? I thought heard voices up here," He was now standing in her doorway, looking around her room suspiciously.

"Oh, that was just some radio announcement on, uh, safe sex. I guess I had it up a little bit too loud," Even though she was listening to her iPod, her dad glanced over at it, and back to the stereo. Kim started to turn it up, only for an under the influence commercials to come up as if it was on cue. Thank God.

"You do realize that it's raining, right? Why did you leave the window open?" He walked over to Kim's window seat before looking out of it and closing it, not noticing how Jack was ducking down.

"Oh, you know how I like the breeze!" Kim playfully hit her dad's shoulder, laughing at her own statement. She had realized that she was laughing for a bit too long, so decided to shut herself up.

"Whatever you say, Kiddo." Kim pushed her dad out of her room, roughly slamming the door behind him. She sprinted across the room and saw Jack waiting at his window. Even though it was raining slightly, she had hoped that he could hence the words she was about to mouth.

"Thank you." Kim placed a hand over her heart. Thank you for what, you may ask? Oh, I don't know, maybe because he decided not to be a douchebag and ruin the moment by staying and hiding. It still cost a pair of one of her Victoria Secret Pink underwear that had the words "Love Pink" on the butt part, it was totally worth it.

Jack replied with a wink before closing his dark red blinds and doing who-knows-what. But Kim, well, Kim just sat there smiling to herself like a kid on a sugar high after their strange little encounter. It was a good way to plot revenge.

Oh this is so not over, Brewer.