Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin' It

Hey guys! I'm back, with the promised second story.

There will be a twist later on, that will explain the reason the word 'squares' is in the title.

Hope you guys like it!

Jack and Kim just had to learn the hard way not to attend a sleepover at Jerry's house.

It was the first Friday of summer vacation, and of course Jerry Martinez had felt the need to celebrate. Rudy had decided to work the crew extra hard since summer had started, and everyone was extremely wiped out. At around 5 in the evening, he finally gave them the okay to go home. By then all the kids were tired, sweaty, and gross. Eddie had the worst of it, since he could usually find a way out of the workouts and wasn't used to so much training.

Kim was slouching on one of the benches, breathing deeply, with one hand holding her tangled blonde hair up on the back of her head. Jack lay on the ground next to her, his face covered with a towel. Kim kept staring at the light wood of the bench, feeling numb in the mind and sore in the body, and didn't break out of her trance until Jerry came up really close and yelled "WHOOOO!" in her ear.

She squealed a little and toppled off the bench in surprise – landing on Jack, which effectively made him yell out in shock. He shook the towel off his face, completely bewildered.

Kim stood and helped Jack up. "What the HECK, Jerry?" She exclaimed.

Undaunted by the glare the blonde was currently giving him, Jerry clapped his hands together in excitement. "Yo, I just came up with a totally awesome idea!"

Jack brushed himself off, and said, "What, turning me and Kim into a sandwich?" at the same time Kim muttered under her breath, "The first and last one he'll ever have."

Suddenly a yell arose from the stack of mats where Milton was lying down. "NO!" Everyone looked at him. He was sitting straight up, eyes wide, with an accusing finger pointing at the three. "You two will NOT be sandwiching, and we will NOT be dealing with an unexpected lunch."

There was silence for exactly one minute. Kim finally figured out what he was saying a spit second before Jack did. "THAT'S IT!" She tried to launch herself at the skinny nerd.

Jack quickly wrapped both arms around her waist and pulled around back of him. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, calm, Kim, calm," he murmured in her ear. He then turned to his redheaded friend and said, "Dude, so not cool."

Milton shrugged and crossed his arms. "So Jerry, do tell us this 'awesome' idea of yours."

"Right. Anyway, how'd you all like to have a sleepover at my house, eh?" The Latino was greeted by a chorus of "sure"s and "sounds like fun"s and a remark from Kim that sounded suspiciously like "Die."

Jack turned to his friend and realized that he still had one arm around her waist. He swiftly removed it and said, "Come on, Kim, it'll be fun."

She gave him a look. "At Jerry's house?"

He responded with another look. The kept staring each other down, the others interestedly, until she finally gave. "Fine, I'll go."

Everyone cheered. Jerry high-fived Jack. Kim slung her bag over her shoulder and walked out of the dojo before they could talk her into anything else.

Eddie spoke up for the first time from his resting place in the middle of the sparring mats. "Hey Milton, what did you mean by that sandwich remark?"

Milton got down from his perch, walked to his friend, and whispered something in his ear. The sweet, naïve boy cringed and said, "Really? Ewwww."

Jack walked over the two. "Dude, you better not have told him what I think you just did."

Milton got in Jack's face somewhat. "Why? Do you deny that you're always together?"

"So?"

"Do you deny how you always stare at her?"

"I do not!"

"Do you deny that you love sparring with her just for the physical contact?"

"Really, man, knock it –"

"Will you deny that you're looking forward to how hot she'll look in her PJ's, and that that's your real motive for begging her to come to the sleepover?"

Jack, the guy with a black belt and a comeback always at the ready, was desperate to get his nerdy friend to shut up. "For your information, Milton, I've already seen Kim in her pajamas, and it's not that great a sight to behold."

Milton swiftly drew back, one eyebrow raised. Jack looked around the room and found the same skeptical look on everyone else's faces. Nervous, he started, "That really came out wrong, didn't it?"

"MMHMM."

Cheeks flushing violently, Jack bolted out of the dojo and away from the mall.

So, I know it's short, and I know this is definitely not my best work. However, I needed a beginning, even if it's a sucky one. So please review, give feedback, and keep an eye out for more chapters!

Okay, how about this: As soon as I get ten reviews, I'll get Chapter 2 written.

Lastly, I know that there is more suggested sexual content than my last Kim/Jack story, but I wanted to stretch the limits a bit with this one. I swear, I'll still try to keep it as realistic as possible.

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Love y'all,

-Reyna S.