A/N Well, for those of you who don't know who I am, my name is Kayla. If you know me from my other stories, most likely Victorious, possibly iCarly, then you've probably noticed my absence on Fanfiction lately. Actually, not even lately, it's been probably over a year by now. I apologize profusely for my hiatus, but I just became uninterested in my stories, and eventually abandoned them. Anyways, I recently began watching Kickin' It, and have totally fallen in love with the Kick pairing. So, I decided I would take a situation I am actually in right now, and make it into a fan fiction for my fellow Kick lovers. Sorry for the long note, here's my story!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Kickin' It or any of the characters

Author POV

Kim Crawford grew up in a small neighborhood in Seaford. She knew everyone, and everyone was very friendly. She never had to worry about people in her neighborhood being mean to her. But at school was a different story. She was a bit of an outcast. She wasn't ugly; of course not. Sure, she wasn't the skinniest, but who cared about that? She wasn't mean, she wasn't weird. Her only difference, you ask? She wasn't a prissy little girly girl who obsessed over clothes and boys. She was more of a tom-boy. She loved sports, and was really good at them too. Her favorite was karate. In 6th grade was when the other kids began picking on her, and the first place she turned to was karate. She immediately fell in love with it. It let her release her energy in a new, safer way. And she had a good defense mechanism: no one picked on her any more. So that's Kim Crawford for you. But that was just middle school.

Jack Brewer grew up in Delaware. He used to do a little karate when he was younger, but he gave up on that when he moved to Seaford. That is where he discovered his love of skateboarding. He was also somewhat of a rebel. He had one of those "too cool for you" attitudes, and was a bit of a slacker. But not to too much of an extreme. He did things he absolutely had to do. Like homework and other school things. But he could care less about his chores. His room was a mess. His mom eventually gave up on nagging him to clean his room. His dad? He had died a couple years back from some cancer. That's when they moved to Seaford. To get away from the place that reminded them so much of what they had lost. And there's the middle school Jack for you.

Little did either of them know that high school had the power to change both of their lives forever. Middle school had been a rough road for them both, but high school was about to be the biggest roller coaster of all: when they learned about love heart break. Heart break on a level much greater than any other heart break they had possibly dealt with before. And love that could withstand even the worst of times.

Kim's POV

I was happy with my middle school. By eighth grade, I had managed to make some pretty great friends. I wasn't having as much of the whole bullying issue. And I had even gotten my black belt at the Black Dragon dojo. Life was good. Then, near the end of the year, my mom told me about this amazing opportunity to go to a school in the middle of Seaford. It would be much nicer than the high school I would go to, and it offered skateboarding and karate clubs, which my school definitely did not have. It took me awhile to decide; how do you choose between friends and sports? Eventually, I realized that I could make new friends, and I accepted the offer. Little did I know at the time, going to this school was the best decision I could possibly make.

Jack POV

Near the end of eighth grade, my mom told me I would be transferred to a new school, more near the middle of Seaford. I did not want to go at all. Leave my friends behind? My favorite skate park? Of course I didn't want to do that! But my mom told me I had no choice. She also told me that they offered karate and skateboarding clubs there: "You could make new friends at the clubs!" Lame. But I told her I'd do it, just to make her happy. She'd never been quite the same since dad had died…

Kim POV

The last day of eighth grade was awful. Everyone was in tears, and I didn't want to see any of them go. We all promised to keep in touch, and that this wouldn't break our friendship in any way. The saddest moment was when the final bell rang. We all said our final goodbyes and went our separate ways. I walked to the car where my parents were waiting for me, and hopped in. Goodbye middle school, I'll miss you…

The following fall

Jack POV

Seaford High School. I walked into the school on the first day, observing my new surroundings for the next four years. It was a fairly large school, but not the biggest I'd ever seen. I looked at my schedule. The first class we had to go to was our Homerooms. I had some teacher called Ms. Jude. Because it was the first day, I figured that nobody would really know where they were going either. I began snooping around, looking for someone headed to the same place I was. Finally, I saw a medium-height, pudgy, African-American kid with the same name on their paper. I walked up to him and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey man, my name is Jack," I smiled and stuck out my hand. He shook my hand and smiled back.

"I'm Eddie. Nice to meet you, Jack," He answered.

"Well, I happened to notice that we're going to the same homeroom, do you happen to know where it is?" I asked, hoping that he at least had an idea of where he was going.

"Nah, sorry. But you know, I think my friend Milton knows where her homeroom is…" he began scanning the hallways for his friend, and I shrugged off the fact that his name couldn't be any nerdier (A/N I don't think that's a word…sorry). Suddenly, he does a bit of a double take, and points towards a tall, skinny boy with red hair, and my suspicions were confirmed. He had a very nerdy sense about him.

"Milton!" Eddie called for his friend, and motioned for him to come over to us.

"What's up, Eddie?" the boy said, with a very nerd-like voice.

"This is my new friend, Jack, and we were just wondering if you knew where Ms. Jude's classroom is," Milton looked at me a little weirdly when Eddie said "friend", but nevertheless, he smiled, and nodded.

"Sure, I was just on my way there too. And nice to meet you Jack, I'm Milton," he stuck out his hand and I shook it. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all. All three of us walked to our homeroom together, and we got to know each other a little better. I discovered that they were both karate kids—in fact, that was how they first became friends. They trained at the Bobby Wasabi Dojo every day after school together, with their other friend Jerry, and their Sensei, Rudy. I asked them if Jerry was in the homeroom with us, but they told me he was in Mr. Kudu's homeroom. I was a little disappointed, because their friend sounded pretty cool, but I figured I'd probably meet him eventually anyways. We got to the homeroom, and class started. I sat in my chair, fully prepared for the longest day ever.

Kim POV

I walked through the doors of Seaford High, into the unfamiliar world of high school. I didn't see any familiar faces. I looked at my paper to see what classroom I was in for homeroom. Mr. Kudu. Being the first day, I had no idea where any of the classrooms were, and I began to panic a little bit. I guess it showed, because a boy a little taller than me, with dark, curly hair, obviously of Latino heritage, came up to me and offered some help.

"Hey chica," he winked, "couldn't help but notice you seemed a little lost. Where ya headed?" Ugh, not one of those guys. Oh well, I'd rather not start of on the wrong foot. Besides, he could be of help.

"Uhhh, Mr. Kudu's room… you know where that is?" I asked, hoping he would know where to go.

"Right this way," he smirked and motioned down the hallway, "I'm Jerry by the way. And you are?"

"Kim," I answered. We walked together to the classroom, and talked a lot. He told me all about his karate dojo, and his awesome friends he made there. They sounded like some pretty cool people. When we got to the room, I saw a group of other girls, and walked over to introduce myself. They accepted me pretty quickly, and I realized that I was already beginning to like this school a lot more than anticipated.

A/N WOW. I started writing this, thinking it would be a one-shot, then realized that I was writing much more than I thought! Anyways, this story is based off of my relationship with my friend, except with different characters and personalities. The guy in real life does have a dad, neither of us do karate, we don't skateboard, and we didn't transfer schools just for the heck of it—it's actually a, as they say, "smart school" within our city. Anyways, I plan on making this story pretty long now, so comment your opinions and let me know what you think! Don't worry, after this chapter, my A/N's will come few and far between. Much Love! Xoxo peanutbutterpickle22