Heyy! I'm back with an all new story and I really hope you like it! And if you don't, review and tell me what I should improve. But if you did like it, well, review anyway! Like most of my stories, this will be in Kim's point of view simply because I don't find I would write that well in anyone else's point of view…ON WITH THE STORY!

Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin It…if I did, I'd make myself a character in the show, and obviously, I'm not so…yeah.

Chapter 1:

42nd Avenue Horror

Kim's P.O.V

Like any other day, I was at the Bobby Wasabi dojo, training. I threw punches and kicked the dark blue dummy as hard as I could and, eventually, I knocked it down straight to the floor. It hit the blue mats with a loud THUD! and as I was about to bend down to place it back in its standing position, three of friends, Milton, Jerry and Eddie, walked into the dojo.

"I'm telling you man, that place is creepy, yo! I" Jerry said to them.

Milton shook his head in agreement and then Eddie followed and quickly did the same.

I, not knowing what on earth was going on (who would with these guys, especially Jerry) asked them, "What's gotten you three all spooked about?"

Just as Jerry was about to answer, Jack ran into the dojo eagerly with a huge grin plastered to his face. Jerry, Eddie and Milton both jumped at seeing him. I rolled my eyes.

"Come on, guys! Just one night and I promise I won't ever make you do anything like this again," Jack pleaded to them.

"Okay, what are you guys talking about? What's so scary!" I asked.

Jack walked over to me and said, "Kim, remember that old abandoned house down on 42nd Avenue?"

I nodded and said, "Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?"

Jack started again. "Well, people have been saying stories about it, saying that the couple that lived there mysteriously disappeared. Now, everyone thinks the place is haunted."

I blinked. What the heck does this have to with anything?

"Okay…and?" I said.

Jack rolled his eyes. "So, I dared the guys to spend a night there and we can't leave 'till morning, but they're too scared to go."

"Ohh…well I doubt you can spend a night there either, Jack. Whereas I would last all night," I said with a smirk.

He took a step closer and smirked. "Is that a challenge?"

I smiled. "You bet it is."

Just then, Milton, Eddie and Jerry started shouting complaints.

"Hey, I never agreed to this!"

"You can't make me!"

Jerry took a few steps around, acting like he was all cool, and said, "Well I'm gonna beat all of you cause I'm swag, yo!"

I rolled my eyes. "So, should we go tonight?"

They all nodded in agreement and I smiled. It was going to be one heck of a night...

. . .

When I got home, I got my Bobby Wasabi duffel bag out and started to pack some clothes…and a couple of things necessary to survive a night with the guys: jogging pants, a tank top, my pillow, a bag of chips, a bottle of Sprite, my toothbrush and toothpaste, a flashlight and a couple of other things I could use to scare the guys.

Once I was done packing, I took a quick shower and then put on a pair of jogging pants, a baby blue t-shirt, a black hoodie and a pair of yellow converse.

We all met on the corner of 42nd Avenue and when we finally reached the house, I swear, everything got quiet and it almost seemed like the house was surrounded by a dark glow. Just at that moment, thunder struck and we did a small jump.

I shrugged like I wasn't the slightest bit creeped out and said, "I-I'm not scared…you guys?"

"N-no," was their immediate response.

Thunder struck again as we walked up the not-so-stable looking steps and we, once again, all jumped.

This was not starting off to a good start…

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