So this idea had popped in my mind when I was thinking about Hit the Road Jack. What if Jack had gone to Otai Academy, but didn't come back after four years? Well, this was what I came up with for the prologue.

I actually wrote most of this in one night(which is really good for me) so I thought I'd post it and see what you guys think.

Their all 20 in this story btw.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin' It or any of it's characters.

"The Otai Academy? Dude, that's awesome!" Jerry said as he took the brochure of the Academy from Eddie's hands and skimmed through it. "They even have a make your own waffle station, shut up"

They were all so happy for Jack, and Rudy was beyond proud of his shining black belt. Why couldn't I be like that? I looked up at Jack's smiling face from my seat on the bench. His face was beaming with happiness. He seemed to notice that I was looking at him and he turned to flash me a smile. I somehow managed to return it without him seeing that it was painfully forced.

I was happy for him, it was a big honor to get a scholarship to the Otai Academy, and he deserved it. But I knew that once he left, my heart was going to shatter into a million pieces. Yeah, that's right, Kim Crawford is in love with her best friend, Jack Brewer. So head over heels in love that I can't even deny it any longer.

"Hey Kim, what's wrong?" I looked up and saw Jack gazing at me in worry.

"Nothing, I was just...thinking" I answered him truthfully.

"Okay.." He finally said, slowly, as if debating whether or not leaving it alone was the best thing to do. He then pointed back to the doors with his thumb. "Well, me and the guys are heading over to Falafel Phil's, do you want to come?"

I glanced around and noticed that they had already left and it was only me and Jack in the dojo. I lightly shook my head and smiled, saying, "Um, sure, I'll be over in a minute"

He nodded and seemed to wait a couple more seconds before he headed out the door. I watched him leave and felt a familiar stinging in the back of my eyes. Geez, Kim. If you can't even handle watching him walk out of the dojo, when you're going to see him tomorrow, how in the world are you going to survive when he actually does leave?

I...don't know.

I took my time getting to the dojo that day, as if I could really slow down time with how fast I got there. Jack was supposed to leave at 11 a.m. for the airport and it was now... wait, what time is it? I reached into my pocket to grab my cell phone. My eyes widened and a second later, I groaned. I forgot my fricken' phone! Ugh, it's probably still sitting on the counter in the kitchen, charging.

Great. Just great. My day has already gotten off to a wonderful start.

Please tell me you could hear the heavy sarcasm in that.

Anyway, a couple of minutes later, I reached the mall. I swallowed the excess saliva that had suddenly formed in my mouth and touched the envelope that was in my back pocket. I knew that I couldn't tell Jack how I felt about him before he left, I was too scared, but I had the brilliant idea of saying it in a letter. That way, by the time he reads it, he'll be in a plane up some thousand feet already. I knew it was a cowardly thing to do, but if I didn't tell him at all, I wouldn't have been able to take it.

It was like people kept loading bricks onto me everyday I hadn't told him, and I was ready for relief. Before I knew it, I had arrived at the dojo. I spotted Jack right outside it, sitting on the bench that wrapped around the palm tree(*). He seemed really engrossed in his phone. I smiled. Perfect. Might as well have a little fun before he leaves.

I silently walked behind him and whispered in his ear, "Whatcha doing?"

I swear, I scared him so bad that his butt left the seat and he screamed this girly scream. He was up on his feet in a flash, but I barely noticed since I was cracking up. Tears were threatening to spill over by the time I heard him talk.

"Not funny, Kim!" He said firmly, but the amused smirk on his face counteracted it.

"Hey, you had it coming since you were so involved with your phone" I said with a giggle, sobering up somewhat. "What were you doing anyway?" I asked curiously.

"I've been trying to call you for the past hour!" He said, bringing his phone screen up so I could see it. "Why haven't you answered or even texted me back?"

I shot him an apologetic look. "My phone died last night and I left it to charge this morning, but forgot it at home" I explained, sadly. He actually looked really worried. But why would he be worried about me not answering my phone? Maybe it's something else...

He sighed in relief and he looked like he was going to say something, but just then, Rudy shot out of the dojo. He looked around and when he spotted us, he ran over with a very panicked look on his face. Jack noticed too and he asked him, "What's wrong, Rudy?"

"Someone put the clock back an hour and forgot to move it back" Rudy said briskly and then threw his hands up in the air as he exclaimed, "Dude, we've got thirty minutes to get to the airport!"

Mine and Jack's eyes widened to saucers. The airport was nearly twenty minutes from the mall and Jack would need time getting through customs. Rudy began grabbing Jack's suitcases(he had two) as he shouted, "Don't just stand there, come on or you're going to miss your flight!"

"Crap" Jack exclaimed and grabbed his carry-on bag before turning to me. "I guess I'll see you in four years?" He asked with a smile, but I could tell it was forced. I smiled sadly at him and wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling him into a hug. He responded immediately by wrapping his arms around my back.

"See ya Jack" I said as I hugged him tighter. I didn't care if this was an insanely awkward amount of time to hug, I'm not going to be seeing him until I'm in college, I think I have a right too. Plus, Jack didn't seem to mind.

"See ya Kim" He said. We both hugged for a second longer before we heard a car horn and reluctantly pulled away. Rudy yelled something at us but I didn't even hear what he said.

I looked up at Jack and forced the tears to stay down. I was not going to cry. He looked at me and something seemed to flash through his eyes. I could have sworn he was going to say something, but he gave me an encouraging smile instead, and then made his way to the van. Suddenly, I remembered the letter in my back pocket.

I instantly broke into a run to the van just as Rudy was slowly starting to pull away. "WAIT!" I screamed, putting my hands up and flailing them so if he didn't hear me, he would see me. Just as I got near the side of the van, he seemed to notice me and immediately braked, sending himself and Jack forward in their seats a little.

Jack opened the door and looked at me in alarm. "What is it, Kim?"

I pulled the letter from my back pocket and held it out for him. "I wrote this for you. There's some things you need to know" I said and he grabbed it from my hand, looking ready to open it. "But don't read it until you're on the plane!" I quickly added in panic. He seemed a little disappointed but nodded and put it in his bag nevertheless.

"Look Kim, as much as I know Jack would love to stay and chat, we need to go NOW" Rudy said sternly from the drivers seat.

"Bye" Jack said with a super cute smile, giving me a little wave with his hand. I smiled at him.

"Promise me you won't change" It slipped out before I could contain it. But instead of putting a hand over my mouth and blushing like I would have done any other day, I looked at him with big eyes.

He seemed surprised at what I said, but he still said, "I promise", with a grin. He closed the door and I waved at him as Rudy, not so slowly this time, pulled away. I watched the van until it disappeared from my sight, and then the tears started to trickle down my cheeks. It was slow at first but before I knew it, I had crouched down to the ground with my face in my hands, crying.

I could feel people staring at me, probably wondering if I was okay. I wasn't. My best friend, the boy I'm madly in love with, just left for some Academy in Japan and he's going to be gone for four frickin' years, of course I'm not okay!

I'm not sure how long I had been there, in that position, but when I felt that hand on my shoulder, I tried to sniff back the tears and stop crying. It didn't work too well since my nose was stuffed up bad.

I managed to look up and I saw Jerry, crouching down beside me, just staying there with his hand on my shoulder. He looked back at me and gave me a supportive smile, but didn't say a word. I wrapped my arms around him and he did the same to me, and he let me cry on his shoulder.

I just had to keep telling myself, it was only for four years. And then, Jack would come back.

I took a deep breath of the chilly air and pulled my thin jacket closer to my body as I walked down the sidewalk, pushing the memory to the back of my mind. That was when Jack had been accepted into the Otai Academy in Japan. He was only supposed to be gone for four years, but yet six years later, he hasn't shown up. I waited two whole years for him to walk into the dojo and say, 'I'm back!', but he never did.

I had tried to send him letters, as he wasn't allowed to use any electronically device while in the Academy, but he never wrote back. I would have gone to Jack's house and asked his mother where he was, but when I got there, she had moved out. Apparently his mom was able to find a job in Japan and she took it to stay close to her son. Or so I heard from Gracie's mom.

I had tried to convince myself that they were going to move back when his four years were up, and that we would see each other again. For awhile, I had managed to convince myself, but as the days turned into months and the months turned into years, I finally came to terms with the truth. Jack Brewer was not coming back. The only reason I was able to keep from breaking down every time I heard his name or saw a picture of him was because of Jerry. In fact, Jerry stood by my side these past couple of years, always giving me support and just being there when I needed someone. To say I'm grateful for him would be a vast understatement.

He stayed with me, at my side, and that was more than I could have ever asked him to do. I opened the doors to the library, and quickly scanned out the big building for a familiar face. I found him sitting on one of the tables between two bookcases, and I started working my way over to him.

The library was very big, but was divided upon three levels. The second level, where I was, was long and filled with bookcases on the side that led to the rest of the library, and opposite of them were rows of long tables, each with about 10 chairs. The side opposite of the bookcases was lined with tall, narrow windows, each separated by a single column of stone. At each end of the room were big, rounding windows that had angel designs on them.

The room was silent, as I don't think anyone else was in here, so I silently walk up behind him, glad to have seen his back to me when I entered. I look down at the book that was open in his hands. I roll my eyes when I see it was a colorful pop-up book. Seriously? Why is that even in a college library?

He chuckles as he turns the page, messing with the book as he kept opening and closing it, watching as the person kept popping up and folding back down. I smirk as I swoop down and peck his cheek.

"AHHH!" Jerry screams like a girl, visibly shooting a foot off his seat as he throws the book up in the air in surprise.

"Shh!" I hiss as I smack his arm. "It's only me"

He looks at me and then the book came back down and landed on his head, splitting open to cover half of his face.

"Hey" He says with a sheepish smile as pulls the it off his head. I sit down across from him and look at the book.

"So, whatcha reading there?" I ask innocently, though I know exactly what he was reading.

"Uh.." He looks at the book before grabbing it and flinging it somewhere behind him. I faintly heard a 'GAH!' sound come from the same direction. "Nothing" He says, scratching the back of his head as he opens up a textbook. I roll my eyes again, playfully, as I smile.

"You haven't changed a single bit, you know that?" I ask him with a giggle.

"Would you change if you were a swag-daddy?" He counters with a confident smirk as he looks up at me.

"Oh, and when did you become a 'swag-daddy'?" I ask him with a teasing smirk of my own.

"I've always been a swag-daddy Kim," He says, leaning back in his chair and putting an arm along the top of it as he lay his other on the table, "but people started to see me as one when I started going out with the most beautiful girl in the world"

"And who would that be?" I ask, propping myself up on the table and leaning forward toward him.

"Her name starts with a K, and she has soft blonde hair and the richest brown eyes, and," He says as he leans on the table just like me, coming close to my face, "she's right in front of me" He closes the gap between us and I close my eyes as I melt into the kiss. Ever since I spent a lot more time with Jerry during those two years, I had developed feelings for him, and nearly seven months ago, he asked me out. Needless to say, we started dating.

"Ahem" Someone cleared their throat next to us and I pull away to see Milton looking between us with a mixture of what looks to be disgust, annoyance, and amusement. Yeah, I don't know how he pulled it off, but he did.

I close my eyes as I sigh, sitting back in my seat. I heard Jerry mutter things under his breath in Spanish as he did the same. "Yes, Milton?" I ask, looking back up at our dear friend.

"You know, PDA is-" Jerry cut him off with a loud groan.

"Oh would you just give it a rest, Milton?" He asks with an exasperated edge to his voice. Milton shot Jerry a glare and looked ready to say something when his eyes slightly widen and he grabs something from the stack of books he was holding.

"That reminds," He says as he shows Jerry a book. "This is yours" I look at what he was holding and burst out laughing when I see it's the pop-up book from earlier. Jerry smiles.

"Hey, how did you know?" He asks, genuinely curious. Sometimes I wonder how he managed to get into college.

"A little birdie told me" Was Milton's sarcastic response as he rubs the side of his head. He pulls a chair out to sit next to me and sits down, placing his books on the table. He sighs a second later, rubbing his eyes. I place a hand on his shoulder as I give him a concerned look.

"Are you okay, Milton?" I ask. He blinks a couple of times before slumping a little in his chair.

"Fine, I'm just really tired" He says, "I didn't get to bed until 3 this morning and then I had to be at a meeting with the dean at 6 and I've had back to back classes ever since"

"That sounds rough" I comment with sympathy.

"Hey, where's Julie?" Jerry asks, noticing the brunette was nowhere in sight. I look around in surprise. It's not everyday you see Milton not around Julie, those two are nearly inseparable.

"Last time I saw her, she was in the dean's office" I say, remembering going past the office and seeing her sitting in one of the chairs, talking with the dean.

"She told me she got excused for the rest of the day", says Milton. I glance at Jerry in worry.

"I'd better go check on her" I say as I grab my books. "I'll see you guys later"

I walk over and give Jerry a kiss on the cheek before leaving the library and heading back to the dorms. Julie never skips classes or 'excuses' herself so I'm actually a little worried about her. She seemed fine this morning when I left so I wonder what happened.

I got to the my dorm building, and quickly made my way to my dorm room. Me and Julie were lucky enough to be roomies for the semester so if she wasn't in class, she was probably back in her bedroom. I bent down when I got to the door, so I could put the key in. We had the genius idea to put our keys on chains around our necks so we never lost them.

"Julie!" I call out as I walk down the hall that led to her room, D. I called her name again and just as I got to her door, the one on the opposite side, E, opens up.

"Oh, would you please be quiet!" Mikaela, one of my other roomies, whines, still dressed in her black pajama shorts and hot pink tank top. Her dark, dirty blonde hair was disheveled, probably because she just woke up, and her deep blue eyes were half-open.

"Sorry, Mikaela" I apologize with a small smile and knock on Julie's door. Mikaela grumbled something before closing her door. Unlike the rest of us in the dorm room, Mikaela was the only one who had evening classes and she would stay up all night doing assignments, so she usually slept in until the afternoon. Me and her get along well, I consider her my second best girlfriend aside from Julie, and she is super cool. That is, when she's not woken up at 10 in the morning.

Julie's door finally opens, revealing the girl herself in her pajamas. She smiles at me.

"Hey Kim, what are you doing back?" She asks, opening the door so I can come in. I do and take a seat on her desk chair.

"I heard from Milton that you excused yourself for today" I say and then give her a worrisome look. "Are you okay?"

She giggles and sits criss-crossed on her bed. "Relax, Kim, I'm fine. I just feel a little tired today, that's all" She says, shooting me a reassuring smile. Something still didn't seem right, but Julie wasn't one to lie so I just nod. I didn't have another class until three, and I had planned on spending that time in the library studying, but instead I stayed with her and chatted. It wasn't until around 12 did I leave to get something to eat.

"Bring me back a salad from Subway, please!" Julie begged me. So, now I was on my way to the food court. The dorms weren't exactly close to it, which sucked since I have been walking all this morning and walking an addition ten minutes sounded like it would kill me.

I came up by one of the numerous fountains that were littered around the campus and stopped. I look in front of me at the doors to the food court, or more specifically, the sign that was taped to them.

'Closed for cleaning'

Really? They need to completely close it down to clean? UGH! Well, at least this isn't the only place to eat at. I look around and spot a café that looked relatively empty. Me and Julie used to go there a lot when we first got here, but suddenly, we just stopped because our schedules never met up to give us time. I reached the door and went inside, a burst of warm air greeting me.

I look around at the place, remembering why me and Julie had liked it so much. It had big windows in the front which were lined with tables, each with only two chairs, and then along the two side walls were booths. Scattered around the open area in-between the booths and entrance were bigger tables with four chairs around them. The walls were painted a kelly green and apple red and the mahogany wood floors went with the black tables.

All the chairs were a light chestnut brown with different color seats, like burgundy red, sunflower yellow, and royal blue. In the far back was a sunroom where there was a smoothie bar against the wall, lined with bar stools. Across from it were more two-seater tables against the windows. It was actually a really nice, relaxing café.

"Welcome, what would you like?" A girl with shiny red hair and light blue eyes asked me as she stood behind a cash register, sounding as if she wanted to be anywhere but working right now. You know the type of person I'm talking about, right? I look up at the menu to see what sounded good. Tuna melt didn't sound half bad, but it looks like it has onions on it. If there is one thing I cannot stand on a sandwich, it's onions.

"Um, what's on the tuna melt?" I ask, looking back at the girl, who's name tag said Charlene.

"Tuna" She says, looking at something out of the window instead of paying attention to me.

"No, really?" I ask sarcastically. She turns back to me, obviously irritated.

"Look, do you want it or not?" She asks impatiently.

"No, I'll take a Cesar salad" I say just to spite her and she taps a few buttons on the register with a little more force than necessary.

"That'll be 5.24"

"Um, I'm not done" I tell her, and she rolls her eyes. "I want a coconut mango smoothie too"

"Your total is 7.94, cash or credit?" I hand her the money and she gives me back my change. "Thanks, have a nice day"

"Yeah right" I mutter as I go and take a seat in one of the tables by the window to wait for my food. After just sitting there for a couple of minutes, I decide to pull a book out of my bag and engross myself in it. Or at least try to.

"Hi, are you new here?" I hear Charlene ask someone, her tone completely different than when I was ordering. I try to ignore her, but gosh her voice was hard to when it turned nasally with her laugh.

"Oh, you're so funny!" She says with a high-pitched giggle.

"Oh, you're so funny!" I mimicked her giggle and I didn't even have to look over at her to know she was shooting me a dirty look. I smirked. Yeah, I think my day just got a little better.

"I can give you a tour if you want, here's my number" Now I suspect she's talking to a boy by the flirtatious tone in her voice. Man, do I feel sorry for him.

"ORDER NUMBER 14!" Ah yes, finally! Now I can get out of here. I tossed my book back in my bag and slung it over my shoulder before making my way to the counter and grabbing the white bag and my smoothie. I put the straw in it and took a sip as I looked in the bag to make sure it was what I ordered.

Next thing I knew, I went face first into someone so hard that I actually lost my balance and fell backwards onto my butt, making me let go of my smoothie and food. They landed next to me, the smoothie spilling on the floor with it's light yellow colored substance.

"Watch where you're going!" I hiss at the person hotly. Seriously, I'm not invisible, am I?

"I'm sorry, I didn't-Kim?" I instantly froze when I heard his voice. I know that voice, that voice that used to fill me with warmth, that used to calm me down no matter how angry I was; the voice that caused me so much pain. I slowly look up, hoping he was just my imagination and wasn't really there. I always did have a vivid imagination, but not this vivid. My eyes meet with chocolate-brown pools and my heart stops beating.

"J-Jack?" His name came out in a fearful whisper as I look him. He looks just as shocked as me. It seemed to subside quicker for him as slowly his mouth stretches into a grin and he offers his hand to me. I didn't take it, I just stare at him with wide eyes. Did I hit my head or something? Am I still asleep? Is this some twisted nightmare?

"Kim, are you okay?" He asks me, his grin suddenly turning into a worried frown as he goes to place a hand on my shoulder. I smack it away as I finally come back down to earth. "Ki-"

"Don't" I warn him as I shot him a glare. He seems taken back as he pulls away quickly. I shot to my feet, aware that I had to crane my neck to look at his face since the top of my head reached his neck. Just looking into his eyes again made memories flood my head, purposefully bringing a familiar prickling sensation behind my eyes with it. This can't be happening. I took off running out of the café.

"Kim!" I heard him shout my name, but it just made me run even faster. I must be going insane, there is no way he is here! I ran straight back to my dorm room and I nearly kick the door down in my rush. I stop in the middle of the room and l look around before throwing my bag onto the couch across the room. I hadn't zipped it up in the café so books flew out of it, some slamming against the wall. I didn't care. Jack was here. HERE! What's going on? Why is he here? When did he get back? Am I hallucinating or something?

I hear running footsteps closing in on the door and I go deathly quiet, thinking even if I made the tiniest of sounds, he would know I was in here. Something moves out of the corner of my eye and I look to see Julie walking into the living room. She spots me and stops and then takes a glance around before looking at me again, but this time like I was insane or something.

"What are you-" I bolt over to her and slap a hand over her mouth before listening to the footsteps. I don't hear them. Did he go away already? Or did he hear Julie and is waiting to hear something else? My thoughts were answered when the footsteps started to walk away. Phew. I hear muffled sounds and I realize I still have a hand over Julie's mouth. Oops.

"I'm sorry about that Julie" I apologize to her, quickly removing my hand and stepping away. I head into the kitchen to get some water. Maybe it'll flush whatever virus is making me have these Jack hallucinations. Julie follows me and the way she's watching me, I can tell she's waiting for to me explain. "Um, yes Julie?"

"What just happened?" She asks. I pause what I'm doing, debating for a split second on whether I should tell her or not.

"Oh, uh... I woke Mikaela up earlier and if she heard us making noise out here, she would've killed us" I lied, taking a sip of my water. She rolls her eyes.

"Kim, if that was the real reason, you wouldn't have thrown you're books against the wall" She says, making me grip my cup hard enough to turn my knuckles white.

"It's...it's nothing, really" I tell her, not meeting her unbelieving eyes.

"Kim-"

"What happened in here?" I look over to see Mikaela entering the living room, looking around with a bemused look.

"What are you doing still awake?" I ask her, purposefully changing topic. She groans and drapes herself across the chair in our 'living room' (if it could be called that) so that she was laying on the armrests, her head and legs dangling over each side.

"I've got a date in a half hour that I have to get ready for" She says miserably. I go and sit on the couch to the left of the chair, the far left side of the couch almost touching the chair's right armrest. I look over my armrest.

"If you don't want to go, why don't you just cancel it?" I ask her interestedly.

"Because," She breathes out, pulling herself back up and sitting in the chair properly. "he said he was bringing along his friend"

"Okay, you want to go on a date with a guy because he's bringing along his friend?" Julie asks, joining the conversation as she leans against the side of the chair Mikaela's sitting in. The latter nods. Julie shakes her head. "I'm lost, why?"

"Well, you all know Gracie, right?" She asks. Julie and I nod. How could you not know who Gracie is? She was the most popular girl here in the college, and according to some blog that holds polls daily, she's ranked 'hottest' girl for two years straight. But she's also one of those snobby, conceited rich girls. If you do something that she doesn't like, she will remind you that her daddy is the dean and that she has him wrapped around her finger. I swear, just when you think you escape them in high school, they come back to haunt you for four more years.

"She's been showing a new guy around, who I've heard is unbelievably hot, and they were going to have dinner tonight, but this guy told her he was bringing a friend. You're not going to believe how I'm involved" She takes a second to say, and pauses for dramatic effect. Did I mention she likes to be dramatic at times? "Grace asked me to come along for a double-date"

"Shut up, she asked you?" Julie asks, disbelievingly.

"Well, more like demanded" Mikaela responds.

"No offense, but why you?" I ask her curiously.

"Because I'm an enticing, hot, undeniably, g-"

"You were the closest person to her, weren't you?"

"-yeah" She sighs. Julie walks over and sits next to me.

"So, what exactly have you heard about this mystery man?" She asks Mikaela.

"All I know is that he's hot and available" Mikaela says and then smirks, "my type of guy"

I roll my eyes and laugh. Suddenly, there's a knock at the door and I get up to answer it. I open the door to reveal a guy with short blonde hair, spiked up in the front, and light green eyes standing there. He looks up from the keys in his hand and smiles at me. I put a hand up, not giving him a chance to speak.

"Mikaela, right?" I ask with a smirk. He nods and I turn back around to the inside of the room. "Hey Mikaela, you're dates here, you'd better change before I let him in and he sees you without you're makeup" I tell her in a sing-song voice.

A split-second later, she's out of the chair and in her room, locking the door behind her. I look back at the guy and smile.

"She'll be out in a second, you can wait in here if you want" I tell him, opening the door for him to come in. He shakes his head.

"It's okay, I was going to meet Jack down at the lounge with her anyway. Just let her know to come down there when she's done" He says. I nod and close the door. Jack. I almost forgot. How could I have let him slip my mind? I guess not having him around for so long made it so easy to do that. I had forced myself to stop thinking about Jack when I started going out with Jerry.

Jerry.

What's he going to say when he finds out Jack's back? I remember how angry he got with Jack when he broke my heart, but to hear that the same Jack is back now.

"Kim!" I shake my head to clear it and look over at the person who had their hand on my shoulder. Julie was looking at me with a worrisome expression. "Are you okay?"

"Fine, why?" I deadpan.

"You have a death grip on the handle" Julie explains, pointing to the door handle that my hand had a vice-grip on. I quickly let go and grab my coat. "Where are you going?" She asks incredulously.

"Outside, I need some air" I say and then leave before she can question me further. I walk around campus, aimlessly. I had finally gotten my life back together after Jack Brewer left, but now, it feels like he's going to make it crumble again.

So... what do you think? I'm not sure if I'm really going to continue it or not, but since I'm doing a lot with the Kickin' It wiki and my Youtube channel, I'm not going to be able to update very often if I decide to continue with this.

Also, I'm only in high school and they in college in this story so I will apologize in advance if anything is inaccurate, as I am solely going by what I know. So, you're probably thinking, "Why would you do that? Why not just leave them in high school or something?" well, I'm in the mood for a challenge.

I want to thank everyone who reviewed my last story, you're guys' reviews were AWESOME! I'm so glad you liked it! :D

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