Hi, guys! So I'm obviously kinda new here but I've just been so obsessed with Kickin' It recently, and the next episode won't come out just yet (not at the moment as I'm writing this on the 10th of August 2013, so it will probably come out already before I publish this). I am really impatient and I am dying to watch every episodes of Season 3 like right now. Ya feel me? Haha. I've been reading Kick/Leolivia fanfictions lately and they're amazing. So I was inspired to make one. Guys, this intro is gonna be pretty long but I hope you guys would bear with me and read everything because this is a very different Kick story. I will explain the story here. The characters characters in this story will be mainly the characters from Kickin' It. Jack and Kim as the main characters, obviously. So this is basically a Kick/Leolivia fanfiction, yay! Well, this story is inspired by a Filipino movie I've recently just watched (I'm filipino btw, well you don't say, haha) called Must Be Love. And, gosh I just fell in love with the story like is that even possible? But it's really amazing. So this story is kinda based on it, but of course, not exactly. But some parts would be exact like it though, but translated of course. Anyway, I really really hope you guys would like it and if you do, please leave a review because it makes me feel good and write more and more chapters. Okay, this is too long so I'm getting on with the story.

Chapter 1

(Kim's POV)

My dad has told me about his and mom's love story.

So here's how it went:

My dad was in a basketball game and he was just focusing on the game until something caught his eye; my mom. My mom was a model in Seaford, when my dad is a basketball player. My dad's world just suddenly entered a slow-motion mode when he saw my mom entering the stadium. She was breathtaking beautiful, he said. Right in that moment, my dad knew who he was going to marry. He said he had finally found the right woman. He kept staring at her and didn't even mind about the game anymore. My mom also noticed Dad.

I guess my dad was staring too long because he was hit with the ball right in the head, ouch. But it's perfectly fine, because that's when my mom came to my dad. She asked him if he was fine, and my dad, out of nowhere, said 'I love you'. That's where it all started. They got married. And I, Kim Crawford, was born.

Well, that's pretty cool, isn't it? Oh, wait, I haven't told you yet, but when I was only a few months old I guess my mom didn't like the life she had with this family, because she was a model before she married dad. But after she gave birth to me she just became a hair dresser in a parlor. So, she left me and dad, and never came back, at all. My whole life, I was raised by only my dad and my cousins who are boys. That's right, I was raised by a man and grew up with boys. I guess that is probably why I'm so boyish. I could possibly be a tomboy. Oh, why wasn't I just born a boy. There's not a part of me that likes any of these beauty and girl things. No, never ever. But maybe though. Just maybe.

Even if I lost my mom, I had a best friend. Jack Brewer, the bestest best friend that anyone could ever ask for. He's my best friend ever since then.

Jack: Hey, Kimmy. Basketball. Now.

Me: Okay, okay. Be right there, Jacky.

Jack and I have been calling ourselves that ever since. It's our own personal nicknames.

I arrived at the court and greeted the rest of the gang.

Me: Yo, guys!

Jerry, Milton and Eddie: Hey!

Jack: Finally, okay let's start.

We were playing a typical basketball game. Jack and I are in the same team. We're inseparable.

Jack: Kimmy, catch! *passed the ball to me*

Me: *caught the ball, dribbled it and did a 3-point shot*

Me: Ouch! *I landed on my butt because I tripped on my shoe laces*

Jack: Kimmy, you okay? *running towards me*

*Everyone running towards me*

Jack's face is so close to mine and that's when I felt something weird and rare. We had a staring session but that's probably because I was staring at him. I just entered a slow-motion mode. Everyone else disappeared, it was only me and Jack. His face was so blooming. It glowed. I never felt this way before.

Wait, isn't this what dad told me? You'll know you're in love when you stare at someone and you just suddenly enter a slow-motion mode. A wonderful feeling.

Oh my gosh. Oh, no. No, that can't be. I'm a tomboy, duh.

So I pushed Jack.

Me: No, Jack! I don't like you.

*Jack, Jerry, Milton and Eddie laughing*

Jack: *giggles* Uh, Kimmy, I asked if you were okay and you replied with that. So, um really, huh? Or do you? *smirks*

Oh gosh, his smirk is hot.

Wait, what am I thinking!?

Eddie: Yeah, Kim. Do you?

*Jack, Jerry, Milton and Eddie laughing again*

Milton: You know, Kim, it's okay to tell people if you like them. So just admit it.

Jerry: Yeah, Kim. I agree with Milton. YOLO, right?

Me: What the heck are you all saying!? No! I do not like Jack. Are you guys forgetting that I'm a tomboy?

Jack: Psh, you're just using that as an excuse. By the way, I still remember when you had a crush on Brody, you know? *smirks*

Me: No way! I did not like him, I swear. It was the girls, they just pranked me and set me up.

Eddie: Yeah, right, Kim. We totally believe you. *laughs and looks at the guys*

*Jack, Jerry, Milton and Eddie laughing again*

Milton: Whatever, it's none of our business so we'll just leave you and Jack alone. Come on guys, we should go. *gesturing towards Jerry and Eddie*

Jerry: Yeah, see you guys tomorrow.

Eddie: Good luck, guys. *smirks*

Milton: Be honest, Kim. Be honest.

So it was just me and Jack walking home.

Jack: So um, let's be serious. Please be honest, Kim. About what happened earlier. Do you really like me? I mean like like me. Not as a best friend.

Me: Come on, Jack. It was a random mistake. You know I'm a tomboy, right? I mean, isn't it obvious? I wear basketball jersey's. Loose t-shirts. Jeans. Snapbacks.

Jack: Yeah, but there are also some times where you're kinda girly, you know? So, I know you're definitely not a tomboy. That's for sure.

Me: No, I was never girly.

Jack: Oh, yeah? What about the time when you begged your dad if you could go shopping with Julie and Mika?

Me: Oh, come on. That was just one time.

Jack: Please, Kim. If you have feelings for me just tell me.

Me: I'm being honest, Jack. Plus, you're not even my type.

Jack: Woah there. Every girls like me, you know.

Me: Yeah, but I'm different. I'm not like the other girls. Just because they like you doesn't mean I would too. Look, I don't even get what they see in you. I mean, look at your eye bags. They're as big as your luggage when we went to China. And look at your hair, it's so messy, ew.

Jack: Yeah, right.

Jack: But think about it, Kim. Please.

Kim: No. Why is it such a big deal for you anyway?

Jack: No, it's not. Just wondering, geez.

And we just went home.

I couldn't stop thinking about what happened.

Do I really have feelings for Jack? Wow, I really really have no idea. Why is this even happening to me? *sigh*

(Jack's POV)

Wow. I'm every girls' type but Kimmy. I wonder why. Oh, yeah right, she's a tomboy. But, no. Honestly, she may always hang out with us boys, dress like a boy, act like a boy, but I have a feeling that deep inside, she's really not a tomboy. I'm sure about that.

*Next day*

Milton: Jack, why did you break up with Sophie?

Eddie: Yeah, man. That girl is pretty hot.

Jerry: *sad face* Jack, man, I feel sorry for you. Don't worry you will find the right one soon. *grins* Oh, who am I kidding. This is not sad. You didn't even deserve her, Jack. Now I can ask her out, woo!

Me: Shut up, Jerry. Ugh. She's just so slow. I mean, I don't like girls who are not straight forward and fast. If you like me, just tell me and make the move. Sophie is so clingy. It's just. Whatever. Not really my type.

Jerry: Don't worry, Jack. There are other girls out there. Girls, girls everywhere. Oh my gosh, guys! Jerry the man just made those rhyme. Woo!

Eddie: Hey, what about Kim? About what happened yesterday?

Milton: Yeah, so does she like you?

Me: Kimmy and I had a talk on the way home. No, she already told me she doesn't. She even insulted these eyes of mine, I mean, with these eyes, you can just look straight into a girls' eyes and then boom! She falls for you. And she insulted this hair, this beautiful hair of mine. I mean, this is my asset. This is also what gets them girls, you know.

*Jerry, Eddie and Milton laughing*

Eddie: Really, man? She said those?

Me: Yeah, I don't get it. She insulted me when her own eyes, are like bugs. Ugly bugs. Her hair is like a filthy mop. And her elbows are as dark as a- *sigh* I don't know, man. It's just weird. It kinda hurt, you know, when she insulted me. I mean, I don't know. I'm really confused right now.

Milton: Jack, I have a feeling that you have feelings for your best friend Kim.

Jerry: Woah, what? Why? When? Where? What? I'm confused. What are we talking about?

Me: No way, Milton.

Milton and Eddie: Are you sure?

Man, that hit me. I've never asked myself this question. I don't even know.