Back from the (proverbial) dead!... Again!

There is not nearly enough KXK fanfiction on here, so I thought I'd try my hand here.

Good or bad, let me know!

I'll try to write more, but I've been slacking on my Naruto Fanfic "Filled With Fire" for like a year...or two. lol

I don't own anything. Really. You can ask around.

DEAR DIARY: CHAPTER 1

You might be wondering why I'm here writing all of my stupid feelings out to a diary,
but the truth is I need to vent and I... don't really have any friends. Or really anyone I can be close to.

Anyways, moving on! Here we go:

Opposites Attract...

At least that's what they say. I've never been one to put too much stock in what 'they' say though.

So I ignored that advice, and any feelings that could be associated with that. I ended up finding someone like me.

Someone who values his education over activities that *some* would view as 'fun'. Renaldo.

He's concerned with the future, admittedly, maybe too much. Still, we're good together, right? We're the logical couple.

Do I get any joy out of seeing him? No. To be perfectly honest, I'm not sure I ever felt anything with him to begin with.

This is a perfect segue to discuss my opposite. HIM. Ooh, the emotions that boy makes me feel!

Anger, annoyance, confusion, and lots of other things that I can't quite articulate. My stomach gets upset when he's around.

That's as close as I can decribe it. Where was I? Oh yes, him. Clarence. Buttowski.

Kick to all his friends, family, and adoring fans. Not to me though. We're not friends, and have never been.

He infuriates me! His stupid helmet that he never takes off! What does his hair look like anyway?

That jumpsuit that he's always wearing! How many of those does he have? You know he has a

'biggest fan'? I have no clue why anyone would obsess over that egotistical, brash, rude boy with a Napoleon complex!

He's nothing special. Those unwavering eyes. The confidence, the courage. That dreamy smirk. T-that does nothing for me.

AT ALL.

Clarence is always running around with his friend Gunther doing reckless stunts, risking his life, causing mayhem and havoc,

and generally being a nuisance to everyone that he wanders past. He lives like every day is his last, and there is no tomorrow.

There are NO consequences in his World. "Only awesome!" is what he'd interject here.

Sadly, there are consequences Kick... My heart is not just some stunt to conquer and move on from!

That's it Diary. Tomorrow, I'm going to find Kick Buttowski and tell him off for good!

~Kendall

Gasp! What will happen? How bad was my writing? (Hint: Terrible)

Stay tuned!