CHAPTER ONE
KIM POV
"KIM!?"
" Yes mother?!"
" Are you ready? You're going to miss your plane!"
" I'm coming!" I shouted as I grabbed my last suitcase and ran to my mother's SUV. I was barely able to shut the door as my mother sped off. "Jeez mom!" I laughed half-heartedly as I put my seatbelt on.
" Would you rather miss your plane, become a nobody, live alone and still living at my house at the age of 40?"
" Harsh!... but no." We laughed again " I can't believe it's actually happening.." I whisper
" Me either... But look on the bright side, you're living your dream. And that's all that really matters K" she said more confidently looking at the road.
" I know... I'll miss you so..."
" Nope, not right now K, you're killing me. At least let me cry at the airport, don't get me started missy" she cut me off, but i understood why. I'd cut my daughter off to if she was moving across the state.
" Sorry ma."
" It's okay K, remember when Elizabeth and you were like 5 years old trying to be the aults for a day?" she laughed at the memory.
" How could I not?! I was only wearing clothes 3x my size and pointy shoes.!"
" Hey! It's impolite to call your mother fat!" she laughed again. We spent the rest of the ride to the airport talking about memories of growing up. We finally reached the airport. I had to literally tear my mother off of me when we gave out last hug and goodbye. Tears were shed, alot of them. It was a good decision to not wear any make up today. After my mom finally let me go I got signed in and boarded the plane with my little carry on. It was so boring taking off and sitting there for ten minutes I wish I had my guitar or something. But my keyboard, a couple of my guitars, probably one of each brand. Acoustic, electric, bass, ukulele and a banjo. And probably my mic or something. They were going to be shipped through UPS or FedEx most likely. They better treat my instruments with care or I will write a very long detailed letter to the company. My mind wandered to the house that practically built me.
I've lived there for as long as I can remember. Diapers to now... A little ole single home with 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, living room, kitchen, basement and a huge backyard. it wasn't much, but it was enough for me.
I had my bedroom of course that was now stripped of everything I own that is currently sitting in the backseat and trunk. The only things left in my room is my naked bed, empty drawers, sky blue walls with no posters of my obsessions and beautifully plain carpet. It may have been blue but it was completely a country strict room. Cowgirl things like my hats and boots, bull rider posters, female of course. But my male bull riders had a fair share as well ;) I also had my country singers and horse showmen and women. At my high school, I was considered "THE Southern Bell". People may have tried to be country, I was country.
It felt like my home back in Tennessee. My mothers side of the family lives in Tennessee and every summer, every winter/spring break, every chance we got. We'd go to Tennessee and spend time with the family. But we never stayed too long. Personal reasons of course.
I have my horse down there. A white appaloosa mare with grey detailing, white mail and tail and one sock on the front left foot, Milky Way. She's not named after the candy but the actual milky way, in the galaxy because her coat is seriously the milky way.
My aunt and uncle care for it when I'm away, which will probably be longer than usual now... She's about a teenage in horse years, something like that. I've had her since I was 14, i'm 18 now and she was like a baby when I got her. Her mother is actually my aunt's offspring, a grey quarter horse, Lynn. Lynn is my aunt's middle name. Amanda Lynn Crawford. She'd thought it would be cool to have a horse with her middle name, but yet again they own like 20 some horses. I personally think they ran out of names.
Milky's father however, is an all white stallion, my aunt's brothers horse, Toby. Why Toby? My Uncle Joe loves Toby Keith. Toby is a rescue horse. We found him in the wild, injured from an attack from some animal. My uncle Joe being the amazing horseman he is, was able to gain Toby's trust. But ONLY my uncle Joe can be around Toby, Toby doesn't trust anyone else, besides his mate, Lynn of course. But beside Joe and Lynn, nothing or nobody.
When I was like 11 i nicknamed them T&L, I thought it had a nice ring to it. So, from then on, everyone in the family called them T&L. I felt pretty cool.
ANYWAYS, my perfect ocean themed bathroom is no longer sea themed... just blue walls, fish curtains and my marble sink that has survived my sickly moments. I never said my bathroom had to be country too. Seaford grew on me, living by the ocean everyday and admiring sea life. I just had to have a mixture of my homes.
My mom's room of course, tan walls and dark wooden drawer, purple bathroom and a king size bed that is half empty with a walk in closet which i was always jealous of. She was plain country, her growing up in Tennessee and all. It wasn't an ugly room, I would've taken it as my own.
Then the third room was practically mine. It was my music room. Where i'd go to be free. Guitars lined up all around the wall, basses, acoustics, banjos, ukuleles and electrics of all types. My white drum set in the back right room of the room. On the other side of the back corner was my black grand piano with a key board not to far away fro unique sound my grand piano couldn't make. In the front corner was my sound system with different types of mics and amps with many video cameras hung up on shelves above it all. My last corner was a bunch of different school instruments as well. Like a flute, violin, bass violin, trumpet, french horn, clarinet and all. Right smack down in the middle was my lone chair, where it all happened.
Everyone I know says I'm a music prodigy but I don't believe so. I'm just a girl who comprehends and plays music better than most kids. Don't get me wrong but I'm definitely not cocky or stuck up. N to the O. I was loved by all, all across Seaford. I even gained respect from Swathmore Academy and THAT has to say something considering were arch enemies.
Everyone absolutely loved me and I could not be more serious. Since my freshman year I was named Homecoming Queen every year along with the Blizzard Ball "Ice Queen" every winter. Then at junior Prom I was Junior Prom Queen and then at Senior Prom I was THE Prom Queen.
But I was always paired up with some stuck up jock king. That was probably the worst part, having to dance with the king for one dance while everyone stares in awe. It really wasn't that big of a deal. It was just plastic. Wait scratch that, when I Was Senior Prom Queen it was real.. so... that's not the point.
Moving on to the rest of my house, the kitchen was my favorite place to be. It was where the food was, duh. I loved food, no matter what. Adults loved me for my creativity, maturity and intelligence. I was a straight A student for as long as I can remember as well. I was the "perfect child" but I just smiled widely and would thank them, but no one is perfect, i even have my flaws, but no one really saw them.
ALL the "populars" hated me because I ate whatever I wanted and never gained weight. Probably why they never liked me. Oh and probably because they never won queen for anything... or have any of the boys stare at me and not them... And me eating a Double Whopper at Burger King than a salad made the guys drool over me even more. Because I wasn't afraid of eating or being one of the guys. I had more guy friends than gal pals though.. girls were always jealous of me or always tried to ruin my life so theres could be better. I didn't really care though because I loved hanging out with the guys.
My living room was nice and cozy, nothing too shabby. Cream walls with creamy leather couches and burgundy red curtains and detailing across the place. A nice size TV in the middle. I didn't have a TV in my room because I never had time.
My basement is practically mine as well. My mother doesn't mind me owning like half the house. We're like peas in a pod. We've been so close all these years. She is my best friend. My basement is my dance studio with wooden floors and a stereo in the back with one side of the walls completely mirrored. I'm also the "best" dancer to ever exist in my high school. Just another thing to add on my resume.
I knew every dance out there and could do it in a heartbeat with my eyes covered by a blind fold. Merengue, tango, ballroom, lyrical, tap, jazz, contemporary, crimp, swing, square, foxtrot, ballet and my favorite, hip hop. I know, a country girl who hip hops, crazy right? Well, it true. I'd always have dance offs with the boys in the hallway and cause "disruptions" and would get detention or something. I said I wasn't perfect, but no one loved me any less.
If I wasn't playing an instrument, I was dancing. But another plus to my little home was the backyard. My backyard was really lovely. It had a nice built in pool along the entire side of the house, which was good for parties ;) a hot tub right next to it which would be right after you walk out and look to the right and walk a couple paces.. A trampoline no to far away along the other side of the house. The best part was my goal box in the back of the yard.
I think, I forgot to mention I play field hockey. I know... what's that? It's not too popular in high school but it's VERY popular in college. I made varsity my freshman year and became our #1 scorer, I know, shocker right? And I still don't know how I managed to ft sports in my agenda. But I made Field Hockey cool, as the jocks say it but I didn't really care. I just loved playing. All the opposing schools hated me because I'd always have fancy stick work and get around them then attack their goalie with crazy shots.
My position was the Link, it's like a midfielder in soccer. Links get the most action so naturally I was center Link. I had colleges scouting me when I was a sophomore. I declined all of them because I'm on my way to my dream college, Performing Arts of Seaford across the whole state. I lived in the north side of California close the border line. PASU (Performing Arts of Seaford University for short) is completely the south side of California.
I'm sure they have sports there but they're not all that good because it's an art based school. Not many students are athletic that dance,act and sing all the time. But I'm sure I'll make the Field Hockey team for the fall season and hopefully turn the team around. They haven't won a championship... Ever. But one can only hope.
I also hope sports doesn't interfere with my performing art career, hopefully. The Arts is still my main priority. My backyard is where I learned everything I know. I never played field hockey before my freshman year. I only went to field hockey because I didn't make the soccer team. Even though I was crushed, I was determined to have a fall sport so I could play a sport all year round. I would've done cheerleading but try outs were already over and field hockey needed players desperately so i figured, why not? WHo would've thought it would my my favorite sport to play.
Field Hockey in the Fall, Cheer in the Winter and Softball in the Spring.
I didn't make Varsity Cheer or Softball until I was an upperclassman but I was okay with that, I still got to play. I was a flyer in JV, I was only Captain my Senior year because there were better cheer leaders than me and i didn't mind. But I DID mind how it was the snooty populars that didn't like me very much. But I made " amends" with them every winter.
In softball, I was catcher. No one was able to steal home plate or second base on my watch, which was always. So, we usually always won our games. Never winning states but usually regionals. I was able to hit out in the outfield but I was never a "homerun" hitter. I do have my flaws and I accept them, no biggie. Hopefully I'll make those teams too.
I remember when I got my equipment for the first time. My first bat, my first stick and ball. I got a lacrosse ball by accident instead of a field hockey ball, eye protection and cheer bag, everything. They are memories I'll always have.
My mind switched gears to my little group of friends. They were all something special but none of them were true. I know for a fact that they would turn on me to become the next in line. My true friends were my teammates. We were always there for eachother. Every season I had at least a trustworthy friend to tell my problems.
But that was thing, I didn't have a friend year round. But I ever complained. I still had friends. I hope college will give me friends, for my kids will call "auntie" or "uncle" and we'd tell them stories in how much trouble and fun we'd get into together. But again, I can only hope.
The flight was only about two hours and there was about thirty minutes left of the flight. I spent an hour and a half thinking of home and my life. The flight is surely as hell better than driving 4 hours and if I was lucky, without traffic. So I was grateful my mom offered to pay for my flight considering I'd need to save my money. With all of my extra activities, I raised a lot of college money. Maybe enough money for two years.
The best part about coming here was that I got a scholarship for two years ! Which goes perfectly with my budget. But I refuse to spend this college money, I'm gonna need it in two years when my scholarship is over. So, to make money, I'm gonna need a job. My mom will probably send over some money every now and then. So, all of my college funds is in my savings account that I'm not allowed to touch unless my mother signs off on it. I know, lame right? Well, I wanted it this way. Because I'm now a college student and who knows what I'll get into so... yeah, I'm good.
Next thing I know, I'm waking up to the flight attendant waking me up. I guess I fell asleep. The whole plane is empty.. oops.
" Come on dear, it's time to get off now." she says looking at me sheepishly.
" Oh my gawsh I'm so sorry.!"
" Darling, it's quite okay. I let you sleep. You looked tired. Plus I didn't want to wake you with the commotion of everyone getting off."
" Thank you. How long has the plane been empty?"
: Not even five minutes, the last guy walked out right before I woke you. But there's not rush, this is the planes last flight so take your time, dear." She smiled
" Thank you."
" Your welcome, your luggage should be coming out at terminal 4." She said handing me my carry on.
" Thanks again miss!" I said getting up rushing to the terminal, didn't want anyone stealing my stuff.
I heard her laugh and shout " You're welcome!... Again!"
I rushed to the terminal to find my luggage was safe and sound... and lonely. It was easy instead of waiting in a line for my luggage. I grabbed my three large suitcases and struggled to carry them and my carry on. I forgot my mom helped me with the luggage and now I'm alone.
" DO you need any help miss?" a voice said. I turned around and I say a young lady. Probably my age. She had toned skin with long brown hair and green eyes. She was a little taller than me with a good figure. She was wearing straight blue jeans, a purple tank top with a floral jacket and silver flats with silver jewelry and purple eye shadow. Hair was down for the most part. her top hairs were pulled back into a ponytail and the rest was let loose.
" No, it's okay." I lied
" Has anyone ever told you, you're a bad liar?" she smiled
" Actually yes, all the time" I smiled sheepishly back.
" here, let me help you." She said grabbing one of my suitcases. At least my two other ones rolled. I clipped my carry on / purse onto one of the suitcases and wheeled both of them to the exit. " Where are you from?" she asked
" Del Norte, California" ( It's a real place, look it up )
" Wow, it's not that far."
" True, only across the state. How bout you?"
" Atlanta, Georgia."
" WOW that's across the country!"
" Not really, I only had to take two different planes" she laughed and i joined in on her joke.
" What are you doing in California?"
" College."
" Cool, me too. Which one?"
" Performing Arts of Seaford University."
" NO WAY, ME TOO!"
" NO WAY ! This year is going to be epic, I can tell.!" she shrieked.
" My names Kim. Kim Crawford"
" How silly of me, I'm Grace. Grace Richardson." We smiled at eachother and hollered for a taxi. We were both going to the same place so we figured we'd go together.
She told me a little bit about herself. Her favorite color is green. She is a family of 5, her the oldest. She is going to PASU for the dance program. Preferably, Jazz, Tap and Swing. All she knows is cheerleading because she has been doing it since she was four. I asked her if she was going to try out. She considered it but she'd rather focus on Jazz and Tap.
We arrived at the college, paid the driver and attempted to find the office. The campus was huge. We asked around but a lot of people kept on pointing us in different directions, which didn't help at all. We asked like our 100th set of people.
One was a brownish hair girl with some red tints in it with glasses about the same height as me. She had hazelish eyes with a normal skin tone. Her hair was in pigtails at the bottom of her shoulder. My first thought was a nerd but I can't really say anything until I get to know her. She looked smart so I think she would lead us in the right direction. She was wearing brown slacks with a red and white polka dotted blouse with a small brown belt. She was wearing no make up with a red purse and brown shoes.
The other girl was Arabic with a heavy accent. She was very tan with brown hair that reached a little below the shoulder with very dark brown eyes. Her hair was down with a headband in it. She was wearing grey sweat pants with a pink aero shirt and pink high tops. She had mascara, lip gloss and pink eyeshadow.
" Excuse me." I asked politely tapping on the sweatpants girl shoulder.
" Yes?"
" Hi, I was wondering fi you girls knew where the office was?"
" Actually, we were going there now!" she exclaimed in her accent.
" Want to come with us ?" the nerdy one said.
"Please. By the way, I'm Kim and this is Grace" I gestured towards grace who said hello.
" Oh, I'm Julie and this is Mika." We greeted each other and walked towards to office.
The two girls, Mika and Julie, told us they've been friends forever and were from Oregon.
Mika also apologized ahead of time for her accent, her parents were Arabic and we shouldn't hesitate to ask her to repeat something or say it slower. Mika has a large family with three brothers and two sisters. Her being the third oldest. Her uncle, Phil, was able to get her to come here from his fast food restaurant, Falafel Phil's that is located here in Seaford. His Falafel balls are really good and we should stop by sometime. She is here because she enjoys dancing like me but she's here for the instrument arts. Her profession is the flute.
Julie is a family of four, her the youngest. She earned a full scholarship because she is insanely smart. She graduated early, took more college classes and is now coming here for her technically second year of college. She is more of a behind the scenes person. She likes to do the lighting, sound systems and everything thats technical up in the booth above the stage that controls everything. Which is pretty sweet.
Once we got to the office we received everything we needed, schedules, dorm numbers, text books and everything. Come to find out, Grace and I were dormed together. We asked if this was rigid or anything and the secretary smiled and said we were chosen at random. Mika and Julie were paired together since Julie got a scholarship she was given permission to dorm with anyone of her pleasing which was obviously, Mika.
Our rooms were in the same hall but at different ends and the hall was large but it was cool how all of this worked out pretty well. Grace and I unpacked and figured out the beds and drawers and everything we would need for school. Kim was going through her desk, organizing it with all her school supplies and Grace was putting her things in the bathroom.
" Hey Grace!"
" Hey Kim!?" she hollered back
" COme here for a sec!"
" Yeah?" Grace sighed
" Look around." Grace did so and saw two beds, two desks, four drawers, one long and one tall, a closet and one bathroom.
" What?"
" doesn't this look boring to you?"
" What do you mean?"
"EVerything is in like, perfect lines and everything. I bet every room looks like this..."
" WHat are you suggesting?"
" We should redecorate! It doesn't say anything against it."
" Kim, you're a genius! But before we do that, we should put everything away so we don't make a bigger mess than what we have" Grace chuckled at the room as she looked around.
" Deal." They soon whipped as they put everything in their final positions.
" So, how are we gonna do this?" Grace asked.
" Hmm, what if we put the two beds on the opposite side of the walls, against it and the two long dressers between them. Then the two tall dressers next to each other at the remaining corner by the closet."
" What about the desks?"
" Hmm.. Okay, what if we put the two desks next to each other in between the two beds in front of the windows, leave the beds where they are. Leave the two tall dressers by the closet. Then... the two long dressers at the foot of our beds at the footboard?"
" Perfect." Grace smiled already visioning. They got right to work, trying to make a lot of noise so they wouldn't bother their neighbors. Don't want to get on people's bad side at the beginning of the year. They were soon finished and it looked so unique and... them.
Kim went over to her trunk from under her bed and pulled out her comforter. It was a mix of a couple blues, some green and brown. On top was a white circled pattern that went across the whole thing at an angle, elegant but feminine.
" Oh My ! I love that ! " Grace shrieked.
" Thanks! Me too" they both laughed. Kim began to make her bed and it started to feel like home. Not completely, just a little bit, and that's all she needed. " What about you? Did you bring one?"
" Oh yeah, I totally forgot. LOL"
" did you seriously say that out loud?"
" Yes, yes I did." Kim rolled her eyes in a playful manner and started to put the pillowcases on her pillows. Grace pulled out her comforter. The base was white with purple and green swirly circles spread out all over the place. It was plum purple and a bright geen with a very light pink tints in her back ground. It was really pretty.
" OHH, that's is pretty." Kim complimented.
" Thanks, it's new. New college, new things. I Just HAD to get it. A fresh start ya know?" Kim nodded in understanding but she need some of home.
" Is everything you have new?"
" Not the clothes but the comforter, cases and everything except my clothes and brush and stuff."
" Woah, cool" Kim looked from her side to Grace's side. " grace."
" Yeah? " Grace said making her bed.
" Look... our room is so different, literally."
Grace looked up. She was right, the room was completely moved around and her bed set was purple and green while kim's was mainly blue and brown with some green in it. She looked at kim with an amused look. Then they both started laughing at their own doing.
" WEll, at least everything is white." Kim gasped
" yeah, at least something matches in here !"
" I can only imagine what our bathroom will look like !" they laughed
" RED !"
" Red?"
" WHy not? We have every other color in here? Let's use red !" Kim thought for a moment. red is cool. Not her favorite color but she can work with it, as long as it wasn't pink. And like Grace said, something new and fresh.
" Red it is.!"
" Well, since our room is already multicolored we should get rugs and curtains that'll match so it will at least look presentable and so it doesn't clash. " grace added. Kim nodded totally agreeing. School didn't start until Monday and today was Thursday. So, they had all weekend to get their room perfect for the entire year and possibly the rest of their college career.
" Did you see that guys face !?" Grace laughed.
" How could I now! He was only staring at me!"
" WEll you did have milk coming out of your nose!"
" Only because that guy next to him wouldn't stop making me laugh!"
" KIM that guy was a store clerk!" They continued to laugh. They had just gotten back from the store to get everything for their red bathroom and matching rugs and curtains for the room. They did their bathroom, put up the green curtain since they both had green in the bed sets. Then blue and purple rugs. One small rug at the side of both beds at each one for there feet and slippers, with Grace having the blue and Kim the purple so it wouldn't class. Then a purple rug at the door then a brown rug at the entrance to the bathroom and the blue rug at the closet door. They put the special clear rugs down for their rolly chairs for the desks and computer/laptops. The girls looked around in pride. Their room was definitely colorful and unique.
" This is beautiful.. To think we did this." Kim whispered.
"I know right? Just think we haven't even started on the walls yet.."
" That reminds me, I brought some posters of my favorite things and idols. Do you mind?" Kim asked
" Are you kidding me? Look at this room. You go RIGHT ahead because I'm doing the same thing." Grace laughed pulling out her posters.
Kim pulled out posters of country stuff. Like a collage of cowboy boots and hats that spell "Country girl" which was hung on the wall in front of her desk. Country singers Carrie Underwood and Rascal Flatts were on the side of the bed near the pillow but above it obviously. A bull rider and Rodeo by the foot of her bed on the side. Then the poster of the cast BuckWild in the middle of the side of the wall. Finally, she pulled out something hand drawn that said " Everyone Has A Voice, So Use It" in fancy cursive. She placed that on the door. That was Kim's personal slogan. " Do you mind if this is on the door?"
" Of course not, I like it there. I wouldn't mind reading that every morning before we go to class. Like a confidence booster for the day. You write it?"
"Yeah, like it?"
" Love it." Grace has posters of teenage sensations like JUstin Beiber, Ross Lynch, Austin Mahone and Cody Simpson
" Uhm..." Kim began
" Say anything about them and I'll hurt you."
" Okay, okay.. not saying anything." still staring at the posters of the boys in annoyance.
" What time is it?" Kim asked
" Hmm About 6:15, why?"
" Wanna go see Julie and Mika?"
" Sure." They left their dorm and walked to their new friends dorm. Knock Knock
Julie opened the door. " hey, guys! COme in."
It was nice. Julie had a red comforter with white as the base and a huge red flower on the right of it. Mika's bed was all black with white circles that looked like bubbles. It corresponded well with each other unlike Kim and Grace's. They just had the same original setup and plain white curtains and black rugs. Their bathroom was blue, which was totally different, like a bright blue. Way different from their original white which is now red. Theirs came with a blue bath... lucky.
" So was everything okay?" Grace spoke up.
" Oh yes, we packed everything together so everything should go together nicely." Julie responded fixing the original white rug. Grace nodded
" What about you girls. Your move in as well good?" Mika asked
Grace and Kim looked at each other and nodded in bewilderment. " Oh yeah, everything clashes but it's not a tacky clash it's a... " Kim was stumped
" It's a clever clash." Grace helped.
" Yes. Clever clash."
" That's... cool? I think.." Mika responded a little confused.
" Anyways, what classes did you guys get?"
" Hold that thought, we'll go get them." Grace said quickly as she ran out dragging Kim. They returned in a couple of minutes panting.
" Chill guys, it was only a schedule." Julie spoke
' Try telling that to her." Kim panted pointing to Grace who brushed her off.
" Here." Grace said handing Julie their schedules. Julie looked them over and jumped up and down.
" We have a lot of classes together guys. We all have dance together. Kim you have two dance classes? WHy?"
" Oh I'm taking the normal class like everyone else but I'm also taking an advanced class that specifies on the dancers priorities and such. Only about 100 students get the class, I'm grateful. Theres like thousands at campus."
Julie nodded. I have to do theatre because I'm technical so i'm basically in every art class except the drawing art. I have theatre, dance, musical and chorus thing."
" No instrument?" Mika asked upset
" Nope, you guys don't need any of that. You guys make everything you need."
" I have dance, advanced dance, vocal, study on music that specializes in mostly band instruments not school band instruments though but like professional bands, and musical." Kim stated.
" I have regular dance, a special class for specifically Jazz and Tap, photography and musical.. Eww. The musical" Grace said
" Well, in musical's there are dance numbers so I can see why you're in it." Kim added " Plus I'm int and so is Julie." Grace nodded in agreement.
" Hmmm I have the school band instrument class Yay i get to play flute! I have marching band... World Music and petit musical. What's that?" Mika asked.
" the band that is at the bottom of the stage that plays the music for the singers and dancers." Julie explained.
" Coolness, we all have musical." Mika concluded and we nodded.
" Period 1 starts at 7:45 am sharp." Julie said reading the paper.
" Than period 2 at 9:10" Grace read
" Period 3 starts at 10:45" Mika stated
" Lunch is at 12:15" I added
" then period 4 is at 1:00pm then classes are over at 2:30. Then the afternoon classes start but we're morning classes." Julie finished.
" Well, it's getting late. It's already 8 some and curfew is at 9 so we should get going." Grace said yawning. Buzzkill...
" Okay, wanna hang out tomorrow?" Julie asked?
" Most definitely" I answered as we were walking out.
We got to our dorm and got ready for bed. grace fell asleep instantly, lucky. It takes me at least 30 minutes to fall asleep.
This year is definitely going to be my breakthrough, for sure.
Hey guys, this was Chapter One ! DON'T WORRY, Jack, Jerry, Milton, Jerry and Rudy and many more faces WILL be in this story. This is JUST an intro chapter. There is no karate in this, there may be some karate in later chapters but I want to write a story with a whole new storyline, strictly fanfic, but no promises. there may be some karate or something. Nearly every character is OCC. What do you think about the girls? Like dislike? Want me to add or change anything? ANy info you want me to clear up in the next chapter? The couples in this is definitely KICK, Millie, Jika and (maybe) Graddie. I'll update my other fanfics as soon as I can! Hope you'll enjoy my story of the Warriors journey through the college of performing arts !
P.S. Bobby Wasabi is the headmaster and their mascot is the warriors XD get it ;)
P.S.S. the links are self explanatory.
-Alethea13
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