A/N: Soooo hey guys, I know I shouldn't be starting a new story but ykno how I am...I get inspired by everything so yeah...anyways im giving this story a shot. So im going to stop my rant and let you read it...okay bbye!
"Mom you can let go now." A certain blonde said in annoyance.
"But Kimmy, this is the last time I'm going to see you until Thanksgiving break!" Her mom whined and hugged Kim tighter.
"Mommy, I love you but this is important to me. I have to go. This is what I want to do the rest of my life." Kim explained.
"I know, I know but are you sure you want to do that for the rest of your life? I mean, come on Kimmy you could become a successful person here too." Kim's mom protested.
Kim sighed in frustration, "Mom," she started, "We've been over this."
"I'm sorry its just that with you gone I'm gonna be lonely." Kim's mom pouted.
"No you're not," Kim insisted, "You have Dallas and Dad."
"But Dallas won't understand me and you're father is a goof ball he doesn't take things seriously!" She complained.
Dallas was Kim's older brother. He has green eyes which he got from his dad and light brownish/blondish hair.
"Oh boy," Kim sighed for the millionth time this day.
"Mommy, you could go with Maya, isn't she like your best friend? Plus you have Mika, she promised to keep you company while I'm gone."
"Kim, you know Mika is working really hard so she could gain enough money for her studies too. You couldn't possibly make her waste her time on an old yet beautiful woman like me."
"Mother, Mika is my best friend and I know she wouldn't agree to do something if she wasn't able to, besides she likes you very much so you wouldn't be a burden to her."
Mika has been working her arse off just so she could study with Kim but Kim didn't know that Mika wanted to go to the same Music Academy as her. Mika wanted it to be a surprise for Kim so she only told a few people. Kim's mom knew about Mika's plans but she didn't tell Kim. She wanted to tell Kim that Mika was going to leave her too but she didn't because she knew very well that Mika would feel betrayed.
"Okay Kimmy, but-" Kim cut her off because she knew if she didn't, she would hear the whole 'you're still a baby soyou sshouldn't go n blah blah blah' talk.
"No but's mommy," Kim giggled, "I said 'butts'," she said between giggles. "Anyways," she comsposed herself, "I'm sixteen mom, almost seventeen, I can take care of myself."
"Yes I know I know but-"
"Mom!"
"Okay fine I'll let you pack up in peace!"
"Finally, thank you," Kim knew she was being harsh but her mom was invading her personal space.
"Bye!" Kim said, urging her mom to leave. Once the door of her room closed completely closed she threw herself on her bed and squealed into her pillow because she was excited for tomorrow.
...
Attention passengers, please make sure you have your seatbelt on, we will be landing shortly, Thank you for flying with us.
"-sweetie. Wake up, hello?" An old woman shook Kim.
"Huh?" Kim asked.
"The plane's 'bout to land, sweetheart." the old woman informed.
"Oh," Kim said and then smiled gracefully, "Thank you."
""You're welcome."
...
Kim's POV
After I got my luggage, I looked for a sign that said 'Welcome to California Kimberly'
I looked around for the sign for about 5 minutes until I finally found a very very VERY pretty brunette holding the sign that I was looking for. She held the sign with a bored expression written on her face.
"Hi," I said cheerfully, "I'm Kim," I extended my hand for her to shake.
She rolled her green eyes and grabbed my wrist.
"Um excuse me but I didn't quite catch your name." I said shyly with a giggle.
"Grace."
"Huh?" Grace? What's that supposed to mean?
"My name," she said in a tone that made her sound annoyed, "its Grace."
"Oh," I said.
I smiled, " well then Grace, I hope you and I could become great friends."
"I highly doubt that," she muttered.
My smile faded. But I smiled once again and said, "That's okay, I'll gain your friendship."
"Look, I'm not interested in making friends, I have plenty of those, so just shut up and leave me the bloody hell alone!"
"Well that's harsh," I muttered.
"Excuse me?" She asked.
"Oh nothing," I smiled. I bet she's just having a bad day.
We walked to the car that was supposed to take us to the Academy in silence.
Oh my word! There was a white limousine with a sign on the door that said 'California Performing Arts Academy' .
"Oh my, the school really is rich, right?" I commented expecting Grace to say something but she just rolled her eyes and kept walking.
She walked ahead and I thought she was ditching me so I panicked.
"Um wait up, I can't really speed walk, " I told her with an uneasy smile.
I realized she was just going ahead so she could open the limo's door.
She gave me a look that made me feel bad for thinking that she eas going to ditch me.
"Do you really think I'm going to ditch you?" She asked. I smiled, I knew she was a nice person. "I would lose my part time job at the office."
Or not.
We got in the limo.
"Oh so you don't study at the Academy? " I asked.
"Of course I do!" She exclaimed, " it's just that my parents cut my weekly allowance to $1000 and $1, 000 isn't enough for a week!" She complained.
My jaw dropped. She can't possibly be serious.
"I know right!" She said, "$1000 per week is a little bit."
"Y-yeah it is." I said playing along. How rich are these people? I mean I know I'm on a scholarship but this is too much!
"Yes! Finally, someone who understands! Julie is always saying that its enough but she doesn't really goes shopping so she wouldn't know."
"Shopping? How much clothes do you get?" I asked.
"Eh, about two to four outfits per day." She answered. Then her lips formed into a smirk, "Maybe you're not as bad as I thought."
I giggled, "Thanks."
"I'm really sorry about how I acted a while ago," she apologized. "Its just that my boyfriend dumped me, right after we did it." she finished bitterly.
"It? What do you mean?" I asked.
"Are you seriously asking that? " s he asked incredulously.
"Um yeah," I said. Why is she making a big deal about it. I mean its her fault for using pronouns.
"Oh gawwd, you're soooo naive," she said in a teasing tone.
"Hey! I am NOT! Its you're fault that you're using pronouns!"
Grace had an amused expression on her face.
"Kim, hun, it means that we ..." she paused, "you know..." She trailed off.
"No I don't know." I confessed. I was embarrassed bbecause apparently 'it' was something that we all should know.
She slapped her forehead and sighed.
"It means we had sex." She deadpanned.
I felt blood rush to my face and that only meant that I was blushing.
"Oh."
"Yeah," she sighed, "it was ...incredible."
"Err...I ...how...what?" I was confused. I mean I thought she would regret it
"Yeah, I know its confusing but I ..." she paused with tears threatening to fall out of her eyes, "loved him."
"Oh Grace, I'm sorry," I consoled.
"I knew he was a player yet I took the risk," she closed her eyes shut and tears came out.
"D-do you still love him?" I asked.
"Yes, of course but I know he'll never come back to me, he never goes back to a girl he already used."
"What was his name?" I asked.
"Jerry," she said, "Jerry Martinez."
"He sounds familiar. "
His name... I heard it on T.V but I never really paid attention to the gossip on t.v.
"Of course you have," she replied, "he's in a band called Ready Set."
"Ready ..." I whispered, trying to analyze the name, "Set...?"
"You can't possibly be serious! Kimberly, where have you been living?!" She exclaimed in disbelief.
"Um, in Tennessee?"
She face palmed once again.
"Ready Set is like the hottest band in the Academy! They even have a record deal but they want to finish high school so yeah."
"Really?" I giggled, "I didn't know."
"Kim, imma give you a heads on the people you shouldn't bother or run into, okay?"
"Okay, but I don't see why we can't all be friends I mean -"
"Kim!" She cut me off, " Trust me, you don't wanna be friends with them. ...I learned that the hard way." She explained but whispered the last part. I stayed quiet so she could go on. She shook her hhead as if trying to shake the memories away.
Grace cleared her throat and said, "Okay, don't run into Donna Tobin, She will eat you alive I'm not kidding. Hmmm let'ssee...oh ddon't run into Lindsey either SHE will turn all her fans against you..."
"Fans?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Duh, this a Music school, we sell the student's music and we also appear on national television AND we have contests shown on T.V all over the world."
"Really?!" I asked. Oh my word, this is incredible!
"Yes, Kim, really." She said rolling her green orbs playfully.
I smiled. Probably looked like an idiot.
"Moving on," Grace said and then continued, "you should stay away from the band members of Ready Set. All of them are players and by all I mean ALL. Sure they're hot and cute and sexy and kind and gentle and sweet and just so perf-"
"Grace! Focus!" I shouted.
"Right. Um where was I ?" She asked dumbfounded.
"The part where I shouldn't run into the members of Ready Set because..." I prompt.
"Oh yeah," she replied.
"So don't fall for their charm, " she paused, "Especially Brewer's charm." she finished bitterly.
"Brewer?"
"Yeah, Jack Brewer, stay away from him," she informed, "if you get on his bad side he won't kick you out of the school, oh no, he makes your life a living hell! And rumor has it, that he's slept with almost all the girls on campus." She said.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah, the only reason he hasn't touched me, is because I was Jerry's girl."
"Woah, but I don't have to worry about him, no one will be interested in me anyways." I said with a smile.
It was true, Mika was always the pretty one and here Grace would be the pretty one, that is if we become best friends.
"You're kidding right?" She asked, "because I'm pretty sure that he won't think about it twice before chasing after you. You're gorgeous Kim."
"If anyone's gorgeous here its you."
She was about to answer, but the driver beat her to it.
"Excuse me, ladies, but um we're here." He called out.
"Oh okay thanks, can you take the luggage to the main office, please?" Grace asked the driver in a sweet tone.
"Yeah," he said in a dreamy voice.
"That's weird. "
"No its not, its called using you're looks to make a guy do something for you. "
I rolled my eyes with a smile.
...
"And THAT is your dorm," Grace pointed to the dorm room all the way at the far end.
"Do you by any chance know my room mate?" I asked.
"Of course, they are Julie, Maxie and Connie. Julie is my bestie and Maxie and Connie are the sweetest twins you'll ever meet. "
"Can't wait to meet them. " I said enthusiastically.
"You'll love them. "
"Im sure of it." I replied With a smile.
"My dorm is on the third floor #270 and your stuff will come in like 5 minutes. I stay longer but I need to get back to work, see you later."
"Oh okay, bye." I said and waved.
She walked down the hall and then I couldn't see her anymore. I finally got all the the courage I had and knocked on the door.
No one answered but I heard giggling. Then I heard something that sounded like a guy's chuckle. I debated on whether knocking again or taking a walk and THEN come back.
I decided to knock again because if I went for a walk, I would just get lost.
I knocked and the giggling and chuckling stopped.
Maybe I shouldn't have knocked.
The door knob moved and THEN the door opened.
A girl with slightly tanned skin, Brown orbs and strawberry blonde hair pulled into a high pony tail opened the door. She was wearing glasses and she had a smile on her face. But what caught my aattention the most was that a ginger haired guy was behind her and had his arms around her waist with his chin on her shoulder.
"Hi," she chirped happily, "I'm Julie and you must be my new room mate."
"Yeah, I'm Kim," I introduced myself.
We stood there awkwardly for a while until she finally said, "oh I'm sorry, silly me," she laughed,"I haven't invited you in."
"Wanna come in?" She asked formally but in a joking manner.
"Sure." I said playing along.
She stepped to the side and let me in.
I walked in and everything was so nice and organized. The dorm was big, it had 6 doors inside, a kitchen and a living room.
"We have two unoccupied rooms so you could choose one." She said with a smile.
"Oh okay thank you," I thanked.
The ginger haired guy had already taken his arms off her waist.
"Hi, I'm Kim and you are...?" I started. I really wanted to know everyone and make as many friends as I could.
"Oh, I'm uh Milton, yeah sorry." He said and extended his hand for me to shake. I laughed. Is he seriously this formal?
"Is something the matter? " Milton asked.
"Its just that you guys are so formal," I laughed again.
"He's kinda anti-social, ya'kno," Julie teased.
"Am NOT, I just don't like to get too friendly. " he defended.
"Aww you guys are so cute," I cooed.
"Thanks," Julie said while Milton just blushed.
"You're welcome. "
"Hey, my precious Jewel, I got to go, Jack's calling a band meeting and I have to be there. I'll pick you up later forthe Party."
"Okay, Milty."
Unconcsionsely I sighed. TThey looked at me.
"Oh I'm SO sorry," I paused, "its just that y'all are so cute."
"T-thanks," Julie stuttered with a tint of pink on her cheeks, " again."
Milton cleared his throat, "Would you like to come to the party, Kim?"
"Well," I started, "I have to unpack and go to the student store to pick up my school uniform and my p.e uniform too," I paused," but, i'll try."
"So that's a no?" Milton asked.
"Its a maybe," I responded.
He rolled his eyes with a laugh, "Okay."
"Don't worry Milton, I'll convince her."
...
"So you're from Tennessee?"
"Yup," I said popping the p.
Julie and I were walking to the student store. I had already finished unpacking. My room was spacious. It had a twib bed, a nightstand, a closet and a long mirror.
"That's so cool. I'm from Seaford, California. "
"So you and Milton are an item, huh?" I asked in a teasing tone.
"Well, yeah." She confessed.
"Since when?"
"Almost 2 years."
"Woah! That's a long time!" I gasped.
"Yeah, he's so sweet," she said in a dreamy voice, "He was a player before and when I got with him, most of my friends said that we wouldn't last."
"He looks too kind to be a player, I mean he is cute and all but he doesn't look like that type."
"Yes! I know right! But he was, he used to have like two girlfriends a month."
"Well he is in a band and guys in a band are usually players." I commented.
At least that's what I think. I mean aren't band members usually badboys?
"You can say that again, boy , if you think Milton's bad I wonder what you'd think of Jack." She said.
"Jack?" Wasn't that the guy who Grace was talking about?
"Oh yeah, he has a different girl on his bed at least 6 times a month."
"He can't be that bad," 6girls? A little bit too much.
"Oh but he is, and for your own good Kim, don't get involved with him," Julie prevented.
"Okay, I'm pretty sure I won't encounter him, but how do you know him?" I asked.
"Well, he is my boyfriend's best friend and my cousin's enemy so yeah that's how I know him. He's the lead singer in ReadySet," she said.
ReadySet? Isn't that Jerry guy in that band too?
"Who's your cousin?" I asked.
"Ricky Weaver," she said with an eye roll, " he's a player to so don't get involved with him because-oh we're here!" She squealed.
"Jewels-" I covered my mouth in embarrassment. I called her Jewels.
"I'm sorry, it just slipped-"
"Its fine," she smiled, "I love that nickname."
"Okay, so Jewels, where do I pick up my uniforms.?"
"Right," she walked in front of me and lead me, "here." She finished while pointing at the cashier.
"Hi!" I greeted with a wave.
"What's up?" She asked. This girl was gorgeous! She had red hair and slightly tanned skin.
"I came to pick up my uniform," I said with a smile.
"What's your name?"
"Kimberly Anne Crawford."
"Oh! You're the new chick, well nice to meetcha, name's Kaitlyn or Catalina Valentine, but everybody calls me Cat," she introduced.
I smiled in return. She smiled back and then got a box with my name on it.
"Here you go," she said while handing Me the box. "In there, you'll find 6 skirts, 3 white button up shirts and 3 crimson polo shirts with the school name printed on the top left corner, 1 navy blue Jacket, 3 crimson cardigans, three ties, six pairs of knee high socks which are half white and the other half are crimson."
"Woah, that must be heavy," I commented.
"Yeah it sure is."
"Wait what about my P.E uniform?" I asked.
"That consists of crimson basketball shorts and a white polo shirt." She paused, "I think you're bag is in the back, hold up, I'll bring it to you."
I looked at Julie and asked, "Hey, can't we like wear khakis instead of skirts?"
"Nope, rulebook clearly states the dress code."
"Seriously? But what if its cold?"
"We still have to wear skirts even if it rains!" She exclaimed.
"Oh my gosh! That's just torture!" I complained and pouted.
"Oh suck it up, Kim. On the bright side, we could wear anything:after school, in the weekends and in competitions."
"Competitions?" I asked.
"Yeah! We have a Music Competition every three years. The winner gets a record deal and ten thousand dollars."
"Really?" I gasped.
"Yup!"
I was about to ask more questions, but Cat came back from the back.
"Here you go," she handed me the bag, "and if you're wondering about the size, your mom gave us your size and she already paid."
"Oh okay, and thanks!" I chirped.
"You're welcome, Bye."
"Bye," Julie and I said at the same time. I giggled and she laughed.
"Here, I'll take the bag," she said while taking the bag.
"Thanks, " I said with a smile.
We walked to the elevator in silence. Until I finally she spoke up.
"So you're coming to the party?" She asked.
"Well, I- Um-, ...No."
I didn't want to go I mean who am I gonna hang out with?
"Why not?!"
"Okay well first of all, I don't know whose party it is, second, I don't have party clothes, and lastly I don't have anyone to hang out with."
"Its a school welcome back party/masquerade and I have dresses which you can borrow, and you are obviously going to hang out with me!"
"But-"
"There! You have no excuse!"
"Julie! You can't make me." I said in a matter-of-factly tone.
"Wanna bet?"
"Absolutely!" I said confidently, "I won't go, and you can't make me."
...
"I CANNOT believe I'm standing at this party when I said I wasn't!" KIM complained with a pout.
Julie smirked, "You, owe me 20 bucks."
"Its NOT fair! You tricked me!" Kim whined childishly.
Julie gasped dramatically, " I did NOT! You agreed to go."
"Did NOT! You confused me!"
"But you still came anyways, you could've said No and you could've stayed in the dorm room."
FLASHBACK
"So you will go?"
"No."
"Why not?" Julie insisted.
"Because."
"Because what?"
"Because I'm tired."
"Of what?"
"Oh I don't know, maybe because I've been awake since dawn and have been busy unpacking, and fixing my room." Kim said sarcastically.
"Okay fine!"
Kim was surprised that Julie gave up THAT easily. She shrugged the thought away.
Kim called Mika and her mom.
"Hello?" Mika's heavy accent echoed through phone.
"Mika!"
"Kim! Oh sorry for not knowing it was you, its just that I picked up the phone fast."
"Its alright. So how's my mom, Mika?"
"Well, she's taking your absense better than expected. You know, I have a surprise for you." Mika said.
"Really!? What is it!?" Kim squealed through the phone.
"Well, you see, if I tell you now, it wouldn't be a surprise now would it?"
"Mou, Mika you are such a meanie!" Kim pouted.
Mika giggled and said, "Don't worry Kim, it'll arrive tomorrow."
"Arrive? " Kim asked confused.
"Yup!" Mika said, popping the p.
"Okay Meek Cheeks!" Kim said in a teasing tone.
"What?! I told you not to call me that, stupid!"
"Mika! I am not stupid!"
"AND. Im NOT Meek Cheeks! My cheeks aren't even that big!" Mika complained.
"Yes they are!" Kim said in a matter of factly.
"Well you sure need some glasses!"
"No I don't!" Kim yelled.
"Yes you do!"
"No I doooon't!" Kim whined.
"YES YOU DO!"
"NO. I . DON'T. " Kim said in her most threatening voice, which btw, Mika laughed at.
"YES YOU D-"
"MIKA! QUIT YELLING AT THE PHONE AND COME HELP ME WITH DINNER!" Kim heard Mika's mom yell.
"Grrrr! Coming MOM!" Mika growled. "Sorry Kimmy, but my mom is being quite annoying so Bye and see you TOMORROW."
"Wait WHAT?! What do you mean TOMORROW? !" Kim yelled through the phone but Mika had already hung up.
"Kim!" Julie's voice yelled.
"Kim!" Julie yelled again.
Kim relucantly got up and went to go check on her.
"If this is about the pa-"
"Julie! Oh my gosh what happened!?"
"I tripped over that THING! " She shrieked furiously pointing at a green sui tcase with orange flowers.
Kim blushed, "I'm so sorry! I don't know how that got there. Did you get hurt?"
"Yes, I think I can't go to the party anymore."
"But Julie, Milton is going to be there! And you can't leave him. Plus, you didn't hurt yourself."
"Uh, excuse me but my ankle is in pain!" Julie lied. Her plan was going well.
"Really? Let me see!" Kim said worriedly. She toiched JJulie's ankle and Julie faked a whimper.
"Oh Julie! I'm so sorry I ruined your date with Milton! B-but I'll make it up to you! I'll do whatever you want!"
Julie smirked, "Anything? "
"Yes! I pinky promise!"
"Okay then, go to the party with me."
"WHAT? ! I thought you weren't going! "
"I said, 'I think' I never said I wasn't. "
"Y-you tricked me!" Kim finally figured.
END OF FLASHBACK
Kim was dressed beautifully in a light pink dress gown that Julie lent her with her hair cascading down he back. She was wearing a pink feathered mask that covered around her eyes and her nose. The long gown she wore, hugged her curves and she looked like a true goddess.
Julie was beautiful too she was wearing a lilac dress gown with a mask that covered her whole face.
Both of them walked in together. Julie had a smirk as she walked in while Kim clutched on to Julie's arm because she was afraid of being ditched.
"Calm down," Julie whispered, "Im not gonna ditch you. "
"You better not!"
"I won't! "
"Okay!"
"Kim! Let's go find Milton! " Julie exclaimed over the loud music.
"Huh? Oh that's okay I'll wait here! " Kim yelled back. She thought that Julie said that she was going to get a drink.
"C'mon Kimmy," Julie insisted.
"Its okay I'll still be here when you come back. "
"Grrr, okay fine!"
Kim was oblivious of the pair of brown orbs watching her intently.
A broad lean figure approached her from behind.
Kim was standing by the hall alone and bored.
Ok Kim, ttonight you're not gonna be boring and you're gonna let go! If someone asks you to dance, you dance. Simple as that! Remember, be as friendly as possible. You wanna make a great impression.
Kim walked towards the dance floor but was tripped by a foot. She prepared herself for the impact but it never came. Instead she felt a pair of warm arms embrace her petite waist. She turned and saw a pair of dazzling brown eyes.
He wasn't wearing a mask. Their eyes connected. Kim took in all his features. His face was flawless. He had a mole on each cheek.
But there was an awkward sensation...
It took her a minute to finally realize that he had a hand on her boob.
Her eyes widened, "You PERVERT! LET ME *SMACK* GO!" She exclaimed hysterically while smacking him.
He frowned. "Calm down people ar-"
"I don't care if people are watching! Did you not hear me! Let *smack* ME *sSMACK*GO you PERVERT!
"Wow not even a thank you? I mean, u DID save you from quite a fall back there."
Kim's cheeks flushed, "T-thanks,"
"Now thats more like it," He said in a husky voice.
He let go and checked Kim out.
'What a fine girl' he thought with a smirk.
Kim felt uncomfortable under his gaze so she checked him out too.
Baggy black skinny jeans (his baggy jeans clunged to his hips thanks to his belt) black combat boots, red v-neck shirt and a very VERY attractive face.
"Errr so Thank you again and if you excuse me ...iI'll take my leave now." Kim said awkwardly. Something about him was way off. His aura was ...dangerous.
Kim started walking away but his hand grabbed her wrist.
"Wait!" The brunette called.
Kim was startled. She looked at him.
"Y-yes?""
"Dance with me."
"Actually, I kinda have to get go-"
"Only one dance." He cut her off.
"Bu-"
"Think of it as a 'thank you' for you know not letting you fall back there."
Remember what you said, you won't decline a dance offer. Kim's conscious reminded.
"Ok," Kim whispered softly but it sounded like a purr to anyone who would of heard it.
The male brunette smirked and slid an arm around her waist. Kim blushed at his action.
The song 'Promiscious' by Nelly Furtado came up. And The said brunette lead her to the dance floor.
Oh if only she new what that would lead to, she would've never agreed to that one dance.
A/N: How was it bad? Horrid? Good? Please tell me! Leave a comment. I love you guys and im working on the other stories...kinda ...well u see i kinda lost my inspiration for Perfect Match or Not? because ...well...idk the spark isnt there anymore...BUT if you guys dont want me to put it on an even LONGER hiatus please PM me or put your ideas on a review so cud b 'inspired ' again... anyways please review and tell me whatchu thought, yeah? Thats all i ask for ...ok now I'll take my leave...BYE
-Brooke