Hey:) It's me. If you don't know who 'me' is, I'm currently writing 2 stories for Kickin it, go check them out :) This is a new story, I got the idea after I wrote a short story from English. Got a 56 -.- That is because my teacher is an idiot, but that's a whole other story. This one is out of character, has nothing to do with the show, but I'm continuing to use Jack and Kim because for right now that is my comfort zone. So, if you don't like stories that have nothing to do with the show please stop reading. Or at least don't leave a review saying you hate it, I warned you. But other than that I hope you enjoy, tell me what you think :) And let me know if it's similar to one you've previously read, I try not to, but you never know.
P.s This whole story is going to be told in Kim's point of view. Never written point of view before, so bare with me...
~The beggining is when you make something of yourself~
"New girl again" I muttered to myself. My head rested on my hand as I directed my glare out the window. I watched as the scenery slowly changed from country to city.
"It's ok hun"
"No Dad!"
"Dad? No Bud? Wow, you must be really mad at me" He joked. I let out a quiet laugh. That was my nickname for him, I never called him dad. It was too formal. But he was right, I was mad. This is the seventh time we've moved since grade 8, and I had finally just made friends. He had promised me that we would be able to stay till graduation, but he got transferred again.
"Ok fine.. No Bud!" I exclaimed. He let out a laugh. "You just don't get it. With boys it's so easy! But with girls, you're instantly shut out. No one wants to talk to a new girl, especially not one starting late the first semester of Grade 12!"
"It'll be fine Kimmy" Bud said giving me a comforting rub on the back "Who needs friends anyways?"
"You're sarcasm isn't needed" I said with a smile. I continued my glare out the window. Millions of thoughts overwhelmed my brain as I waited for three long hours to pass by. New school. New house. New friends. New everything. This is going to be just fantastic.
We finally arrived at our destination. It was on the smaller side, nothing we're not used to though. Bigger than what we normally had. I hopped out of the car and Bud directed me inside to check out the house. It was a bungalow, downstairs nicely renovated. When you walked in, you walked right into a living room and a kitchen in the back and a set of stairs to your left. Off to the right stood one of the two bedrooms, laundry room and a bathroom. I walked down the stairs to see a large room. Far right corner was an exit to the backyard. How convenient. To the side was a hallway that lead you to a bathroom, then turned right and lead you to the second bedroom. It was a decent size and it was already painted purple. Perfect.
I ran back up the stairs to greet my dad who was already busy moving things in. Beads of sweat trickled down his face as he was unpacking the old fashioned red pick up truck. I started grabbing boxes to help him.
"How do you like it?"
"It's nice"
"Kimmy..."
"Bud it's fine-"
"Kim, I know when something's bugging you. So what's up?" I shot him a look. Could he really not know? It was so obvious. I didn't was to move. It sucked, it really did. Having to start over sometimes isn't a bad thing, but constantly having to rebuild you're life is never fun. Everyone needs a second chance sometimes, but I've had one to many.
He took a seat on the box he had just put down and jestured me to take a seat next to him.
"I'm just scared. New place for final year of high school, I want it to be perfect. Something I'd be proud to remember..." I let my voice trail off. Though he is a dude, he's always been good understanding me. He got me like no one else did. Guess that comes with 18 years with him.
"Think about it like this... Just one more year and then off to New York!" There it was. How he knew me, he knew exactly how to make me smile. He pulled me up onto my feet before rapping his arms around me, embracing me with a hug "I love you Kimmy"
"I love you too Bud."
"You ready to get our unpack on?" He asked excitedly. I chuckled at his enthusiasm as he ran over to a box, pulled out an iPod dock and plugged it in. That was basically how the rest of our day went. He blasted 80's music and older country songs and we put the pieces of our house together.
5 hours later I flopped onto my newly set up bed and flicked on the newly set up Tv. I let out a large sigh before taking a bite of the pizza that Bud just ordered. Tradition, after a day of blasting music and unpacking, we ate pizza. I began channel surfing. After about an hour I looked over at my clock. It read '0:00'. Of course, not plugged in. I let out a groan before picking up my cell phone. It was getting pretty late, better be getting ready for another first day of school tomorrow.
I walked over to my bathroom down the hall and began setting up my things. One of the only great things about all of this was I get to have my very own bathroom. Haven't had one of those in a very long time. It's not like I have siblings, but the majority of the time I have to share one with my dad. I love him and all, but no. It's irritating and honestly makes me hate him. Especially when he works the same time I have school. That's the worst!
I undid my tied back hair and hopped into the very warm shower. I let the warm water just melt all the stress, annoyance and fear away. It felt so good. For just 20 minutes being able to just forget about anything and everything. To take 20 minutes to just think about you, and not care about the rest of the world. After my 20 minutes was up, I got out of the shower, blow dried my hair and picked out my outfit for tomorrow. It was colder so a burgundy long sleeve and pair of darker blue jeans should be just fine. I went back to my room and crawled into the familiar covers.
"Tomorrow is going to be interesting" I sighed, before rolling over and passing out.
I awoke to the smell of pancakes. Another tradition. I slipped on my outfit layed out from the night before and went to the bathroom to straighten my hair. When I was satisfied, I went upstairs to meet my dad.
"Hey Bud" I greeted taking a seat at the extremely convenient breakfast bar.
"Good morning Kimmy!" I sighed at his perky tone. I didn't want to be perky, not today. Because honestly? I didn't want to be here, but unfortunately that wasn't my choice. "Pancake?" He continued holding out a plate of nicely stacked pancakes.
"Please." He pulled two onto my plate. I quickly dug in. Don't want to be late now would I.
"You nervous?"
"More than I've ever been"
"It'll be ok, they'll love you!" He said pinching my cheek as a joke. I slapped his hand away. "There's the smile!"
"Oh shush" I said attempting to hide the smile he a just forced onto my face.
"Want me to come with you?"
"No thanks Bud, I got the drill" I said with a smile. I took a peak at the digital clock on the stove. 8:00 "Got to get going. Love you!" I took off towards the door slipping my plate into the sink as I went by. I put on my light brown Uggs and opened the door.
"Sure you don't want to to come?"
"I'm sure. Love you Bud" I replied. I gave him a quick kiss on the check grabbing the car keys from his hands. I closed the door behind me before I got into the red pick up tuck that we arrived here in.
School wasn't that far away, I had a map but directions wasn't rocket science. It took me no more than five minutes to get there. I pulled into the very busy parking lot and took up one of the empty spaces. School didn't start for another fifteen minutes but I had to stop and see the principle for my timetable. They would of mailed it, but they didn't want to risk me not getting it in time. It was all such short notice. I had actually started first semester somewhere else before we had to get up and move.
"Who's she?" I heard someone whisper to the person beside them.
"I don't know but she's hot" I heard them reply. I rolled my eyes at the comment. The last thing on my mind right now was a boy. I heard several more comments like this as I made my way to the principles office. More so when I entered the school. I don't think they actually cared who I was, it was just the fact there was an unfamiliar face walking around the school. I finally made it. I turned the doorknob and walked in. Before I even had a chance to say my name and explain why I was here I heard my name being called.
"Kim Crawford! It is so nice to meet you!" He exclaimed aggressively shaking my hand. Must be the principle. He guided me into his office. I took a seat across from where he was. "I'm happy to inform you that we were able to fit you into both art courses you requested-" A smile grew on my face. One good thing about today. Those two art courses could be my ticket to New York. He continued to ramble on about stuff I really could cared less about. Dress code, lunch, Drama, some classes... and then he said it. Soccer.
"Wait what was that?" I questioned.
"There is no girls soccer team, only boys.." He repeated himself. Then we continued going on about cheerleading. Tried that at the first school I attended, not going back. Turns out, the cut throat world of cheerleading wasn't for me. He kept on talking for another few minutes and then excused me so I could leave. He wanted me to come back at the end of lunch so I could tell him about my day. Fun. He handed me the slip my locker was on and I adventured down the hall.
"104, 105 106!" I exclaimed. I began twisting the lock in different directions then jerked it open. Empty.
"Beautiful. A locker to myself. I mutterd. I was hanging up some decorations to make my locker feel more homey when the bell wrang. I angrily shoved my backpack into my locker. It had now hit me. This is going to be my new life. I dug through my backpack I had just thrown in my locker for one of my empty binders. Didn't think that one through. I slammed my locker closed and headed off down the hall to.. Wait where am I going? I turned around, undid my lock and grabbed my timetable.
"Math. What a boring way to start the day "I said sarcastically "Oh look, I have a friend. Myself" I took off down the hall to Math. Boy was I right. When I arrived I told her my situation. She gave me a text book, introduced me to the class and sat me down next to some girl. She looked normal enough. For the rest of class I zoned her out. I couldn't give less of a crap about whatever she was talking about. When the bell finally rang, I think I was the first one out of there. I walked back to my locker to grab another empty binder for whatever I had next.
"Oh hello" I head a girls voice say. I looked up to make sure whoever she was, was talking to me.
"Hi" I said with a smile in an attempt to hid that fact I was completely pissed off. Nothing had happened, yet. But I didn't want to be here.
"So you my new locker neighbor?" She questioned. I nodded my head.
"I'm Kim" I replied with my hand outstretched.
"Taylor" She said taking it. I smiled. Second person I've seen that seemed normal enough. "New here?"
"Yep" I sighed.
"I'm sure you'll love it. Last year, everyone usually avoids each other, except for the Plastics, so you just avoid them" Taylor said with a smile. I returned it. "Thanks" We continued to talk just about stuff. Our time tables and where we were going to collage. She was actually hararious, someone I could deffinatly along with. I learned she was on the quieter side, except if she was comfertable with you. I also learned that she spoke her mind, and she actually had an opinion.
We talked until we were interrupted. But not my the bell. A whole bunch of football plays running through the hallway causing massive chaus.
"LETS GO COUGARS!" One of them yelled. Probably the captain
"YAY!" The rest of them cheered.
"We're the cougars?" She nodded. Of all things they have to name us after a lady who chases younger guys "Yippie" I said with a sarcastic ring to my voice. We watched as the foot ball players slowly made their way down the hallway.
"That's Steve Munro, captain, ladies man. Almost every girl in the whole school wants him. I don't get it"
"Me and you are going to get along just fine!" I exclaimed. She smiled at me. For some reason, I don't think she had the most friends. Couldn't pin point why, she seemed great. We stood there as the football players slowly began to pass. That's when it happened. Steve Munro stopped, turned and looked at me. I watched as his eyes checked me out and a smile grew on his face. I stood there with an 'are you kidding me' look.
"Haven't seen you here before" He said.
"Good observation" I responded annoyed. I wasn't in the mood. Like I said before, boys were the last thing on my mind. Especially stupid jocks that think they can get any girl they want.
"You new here?" So oblivious. I let out a sigh.
"Yes" I answered forcing a smile onto my face. The last thing I needed was a scene. I could see people beginning to gather around us forming a crowd. Amused smiles planted on their faces, gosiping with the people beside them waiting in anticipation to see what was about to go down.
"Oh, Well you'll love it here! This school is out of this world! Just like me" Steve said with a goofy smile on his face. He did a beiber flip to get the hair out of his eyes. Was that supposed to me attractive? Because that with the odd stare, he looked kind of constipated.
"What are you an alien?" I asked playing along.
"Yes. Take, me, to, your, leader." He said attempting to walk like a zombie. I could see some girls down the hall begin to laugh. I didn't get the joke, aliens and zombies are two completely different things "Or you can let me take you on a date, your choice" I must admit that was pretty smooth. Cliche, stupid and cheesy but pretty smooth. A full grown crowed had formed and you could almost cut a knife threw the dead silence.
"Inviting, but I'll pass." I slammed my locker shut and went to turn around but he grabbed my wrist.
"You and me, movies, 7:00. What do you say?" This boy really didn't know the meaning of rejection. Well, I was about to teach him...
"As tempting as making out in a dark theatre for 2 hours is, pig isn't my type" I purposely hit his shoulder as I walked away smiling. I could hear Taylor say "Burn!" before she trailed after me down the hall.
"That was awsome!" She said smiling.
"Thanks"
"No seriously, its about time someone told him off"
"I've delt with enough of those to fall for anether one"
"You know, I like you. We should hang out soon" Taylor suggested. I nodded my head and shot her a smile. She gave me one back before dissapearing down the hall.
I kept walking until I reached French. Yes, I'm taking French all the way through high school, I want to live in Paris some day. After an extremely long hour and a bit of 'bonding' with my French teacher, I went to lunch. I think I learned more about her Kids then I did learning French.
For lunch I bought an apple and went to find a nice shady patch of grass. I laid myself down letting the grass prick my neck. I love that feeling. I just sat there, collecting my thoughts and enjoying the piece and quiet. It reminded me of the shower, just some you time, who cares about the rest of the world. I picked up my phone checking the time.
"Shit" I mumbled. I had to go meet the principle. I eventually found the motivation to get up, then pulled myself to my feet. I made my way to the principles office. But this time was different, I heard whispers about how I turned down Steve Munro instead of me just being the new girl. It was impowing. I straightened my back a continued proudly down the hall. Spoke to soon...
Steve and his frend were walking down the hall with a strifoam cup griped tightly in his hands. A devilish smile grew on his face as I started to pass. He brought the cup up, realising the liqid from it, in my direction.
The whole thing happened so fast, I barly had time to process what was happining yet alone react to it. All I could do was stand there, frozen in shock with my mouth hung open wide.
"Opps, sorry" Steve said sarcastically. I let out a loud gasp. I was now covered in a read slushi!
"What is this Glee!" I screamed at him. No offence to glee, I love that show but this, this was pathetic. That moment of pride, gone. Being the new girl is never easy, but it shouldn't be this hard. Worst, first day ever. Oh well, perfect's overrated anyways. I gave Steve a death glare as he high-fived his buddy and took off down the hall.
"Next time except the date!" He hollered. I ignored it and ran to the bathroom. After washing off what I could, and tying my hair back in a messy bun I walked to the principles office. He asked me how my day was. I lied and told him it was good. I didn't want to hurt his feelings, or get in a huge discussion about why my day was so horrible. As much as I think he's going to piss me off, he's not a horrible guy. By the time he finished bombarding me with questions I was late for third period. He gave me sheet excusing me before I ran to my locker.
I grabbed another empty binder. I shut my locker door letting the sound of the metal echo down the empty hall way. Or not so empty hall way. With a quick turn of my heel, I spun around and was about to take off down the hall to English when BAM!
All the air in my lungs excaped out of my body. I squinted my eyes shut trying to mask the termendious pain being winded had caused me. I felt whatever was on top of me, shift it's position so its hands were connected with mine, slightly proping itself up.
I opened my eyes to see a brown haired, brown eyes boy laying on top of me. If I wasn't in a pissy mood, and if he hadn't just tackled me he would have been cute. I could see his face beginning to turn red. He knew it too, because he immediately helped himself up. He help out his hand to help me up, I didn't take it. Honestly, I didn't want to.
"Sorry" He muttered "I should watch were I'm going"
"Ya you should" I said coldly. Good for him for realizing that he was wrong. But he had 'stupid Jock who thinks he can get any girl he wants' all over him. His perfect smile, perfect hair, perfect face. Heck, even his perfect body. There was no way a guy like him didn't get all the girls. None, so, maybe it was time someone told him off aswell.
I bent over and picked up my binder before returning in a upwards position. He had a few inches on me, but other than the slight hight difference, I was staring his right in the eye. Returning the glare he was giving me.
"You new?"
"First day"
"Jack" He said with an outstretched hand.
"Kay" I replied before attempting to take off down the hall. He grabbed my wrist and spun me around, bring me back in to face him. There wasn't a lot of space between us. In fact, I could feel his warm breath tickle my face.
A lot of sexual tention here.
"I said I'm sorry ok?" Jack said, his voice was beginning to rise. Why was he mad? As far as I am concerned, he just takled me to the ground. This just made me angry. Pardon me for not being overly thrilled he just tackled me.
"Whatever" I spat.
"Look, do you need help or anything?"
"Because I'm new I need help? I've been new probably more times then you can count! So no, I don't need help. Especially not from you" I screamed at him. I replayed what I just said in my head. Shit. I just implied he was stupid. I could hear him let out a sigh before I turned and walked away.
"I don't know where your from, but here? It's called manners" He called after me.
"Excuse me?" I said spinning around to match his glare again. I pissed him off. Like, really pissed him off. Something that I said hit a nerve, you could see it in his facial expression. Glare was hard as a rock and nostrils flaring. Oh boy.
"Ya, it's called being nice. Try it sometime!" He yelled taking off down the hall opposite of my direction. Opps.
Ok, First chapter complete. Tell me what you think so far or if you want me to continue. Don't know if I like it. So review and let me know :)