Hello people! This is my first story, so if you could please review I would love you!
Disclaimer: Honey, if I owned Kickin' It I would have FIRED all the writers for ruining beautiful Kick moments
Dear Jack,
I used to love apples. Since I am picturing you reading this, and haha there's that cocky grin, and since I know that you remember how we met, I can see your eyebrows go up and that little frown appear on your face, the one that I used to hate, because it meant you were mad or upset. The one I don't hate anymore, the one I am almost happy to cause, because it means you are hurting, like me. I can see you going back to the first sentence, re-reading because I said used to. And that's right Jack, I did say used to. Twice. And I meant to. And the reason I don't love apples any
more is also the reason I am writing this.
Today is the 2 year anniversary of when we met. You probably didn't remember that. But I did. And that is why I decided to get you a bag of apples, that I got from the fruit stand near Falafel Phil's. I was happy. But then I saw Donna and some poor boy swallowing each other. You're probably wondering what's different about that. At first I didn't know either. I just shook my head and smiled. I felt bad for him, she would dump him in a week like the rest of her boy toys. The only one she wanted to stick around was you. But then Donna saw me. She stopped eating the kid's face off and smirked at me. "I win" she mouthed. I was lost. I started walking away, but not before I saw a flash of the boy's hair. It was brown. I hadn't seen it before because Donna's hands were covering it and, well, I wasn't really paying attention. Now I was even more confused, because Donna only dated blondes. But then it all hit me.
You were the only one Donna wanted
"I win"
Brown hair
And sure enough, I saw your figure retreating in the distance. Now I know I don't really have a reason to be mad at you, because we weren't dating, but I thought that you had felt something in all those moments too. In the halls, fooling around. At the movies. In Hollywood. Maybe I am to hopeful
Jack, I'm leaving. I can't stay in school and watch you with Donna Tobin. I can't watch everyone talk about how RIGHT it is that you and Donna are together, the two hottest kids in school. I can't watch you kiss and pretend it doesn't hurt.
My dad came to Seaford last night. I told you this morning, but maybe you were busy dreaming about Donna. He offered to bring me back with him to Tennessee while Mom and Paul got everything settled with the baby. I told him I would think about it, so I wouldn't hurt his feelings by saying no right away. But I was going to say no. Because of you Jack. I didn't want to leave you. Sure, I would miss my mom, Rudy, Grace, Julie, Milton, Eddie, and even Jerry. But I would miss you most. So after I saw you and HER, I called my dad and said yes. Yes, I would go to Tennessee. Yes, I would go as far away as possible from you. I leave tonight. But every time I see an apple Jack, I will think of you. And I will break inside.
Love,
Kim
p.s I know I said love. In case you were still being the oblivious Jack I know and yes, love, and didn't get it from this letter, I wanted to let you know.
Don't hate me! I am not finished yet...