A/N: It's Xiaolin Showdown, but with a twist! Jack Spicer is a cold hearted Highschool shop junky. Rai, Kim and the gang are all there to help annoy him. Can he pull himself out of his selfish ways on his own, or will he need a little help?

Every study hall the kid had, Jack could be found in the lower shop levels of his school. Never once did he spend more time than he needed to in his study hall, he argued that it was because he hated all the people that were in it. So instead, anyone who knew about the guy, knew they could find him under the hood of a car in his shop class, repairing its far past spent engine. His shop teacher, Mr. Baloni, who hated his last name, saw Jack so often, that he now trusted him to roam about the room on his own, free to do what he pleased without any teacher supervision. However, when he wasn't indulging himself with technical studies of his own conduct, he was forced to spend the day like the rest of his fellow students: resenting the classes he was forced to take.

Days always started off slow for the boy. There was a good twenty minutes where Jack found he had nothing to do before class. His tech teacher wasn't physically in the building yet, so he couldn't go down and repair cars, and his friends, he knew, were probably all still sleeping.

Jack was the type of kid, who carried himself highly, and because he did so, his classmates around him looked at him the same. He had a select circle of friends, who basically answered to his every whim, and if you weren't one of these people Jack considered his posse, you could be sure he looked down at you as obsolete. But it wasn't like Jack was a bad guy by any means; he just demanded a lot of respect, and who wouldn't, being in his shoes?

As Jack poked around through his locker, he felt a tap come on his shoulder, but he wasn't done getting what he needed for the first few classes, so he idly ignored it. It was only when he was sharply spun around by a pair of rough hands, that he took notice to the person behind him. "Hey you little queer!" the boy shouted in his face, "you and your little posse of thugs let out all the air in my tires!"

Jack looked at that boy, confused, and not knowing what he was going on about for the life of him. Then it all made sense, "Raimundo, as much as I would love to take credit for this, I didn't do it." he shook his head while pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration, "did you ever once consider the weather outside? Rai, it's like 10 degrees out there, the air probably compressed like all air does when cooled or it just left your tires because it hates you." The face Raimundo took on, almost made Jack feel bad for him… almost. "But listen, because I know you're reputation cant handle any imperfections, I'll let you bring it around back to the shop class garage, and for a small fee of $20, I'll fill your tires with air. You can pick it up after school."

Raimundo had no choice but to comply with the boys offer, there was only a slight problem. "Listen, Jack man, I appreciate all this you're doing for me, but I need to ask you another little bit of a favor." Jack arched his eyebrow, urging him to go on, "well… you see… it' like this. My girlfriend, Kimiko, she and I had plans o meet in

front of her locker to-" Jack held up his hand to let Rai know he shouldn't go into further detail if he wanted his car to come back with all it's break pads intact, "right, sorry… but I don't have the time to drive it down there just now, y'know?"

"No, I don't… but continue." Why in god's name did he offer to help Raimundo? Something like this always popped up, and somehow, it always had to do with his girlfriend.

"So I was wondering if you could take the car back there yourself, if I give you the keys… I mean?" He waited nervously as Jack thought the proposition through.

At last, he spoke up, "only if you give me 5 bucks ahead of time, on top of the $20 you already owe me." It was a deal; they shook hands on it, and in Jack's hand, was left Raimundo's car keys.

With no time to be wasted, Rai was off sprinting down the halls to meet up with his girlfriend. He called back over his shoulder, "thanks man! It's the red Honda parked near the fire hydrant!" and with that, Rai had turned a corner and fallen out of sight.

Amidst the remorse for what he had just agreed to do, Jack sighed and looked down at his hand with the car keys. Then, with an onslaught of anger, he kicked at his already shut locker door, "that bastard! He didn't pay me my 5 bucks! I was gonna use that for my lunch money," he pouted. With the sudden surge of anger now dissipating, Jack shrugged off the last of it and headed downstairs to walk out to the parking lot.

There, next to the fire hydrant, was Rai's Red Honda Accord, "what a crap car… no wonder he parked it next to a fire hydrant, he was probably looking to get it towed away from this school and out of his life…" Jack shook his red head of hair while unlocking the car door. A cringe took hold of his face when he saw what state Rai's car was in. The floor was covered with candy bar rappers and a sticky residue, that Jack was sure he did not want to find out from what. His dash board was not only covered with the same sticky crust, but is also had gum stuck on its underside, and the seats, which Jack dreaded to sit on, had a random array of springs popping out of the cushions. "I was gonna trash the inside of yer car because you skipped out on my money, but it looks like you got to it before me…" Jack exhale noisily while starting up the jalopy of a car.

After the little episode in the morning involving the crapped out car and an even worse off boy, Jack's day went pretty routinely. He slept through the bulk of his classes, and when the time came, he ushered himself out of his study hall and down into the belly of the school. There, he filled Rai's car's tires with air, an act he normally would have done for free, but Jack and Rai never really got along that great… so a nice big reward would be waiting for him at the end of it all. It only took 10 minutes to fill up all the tires, leaving Jack with nothing to do for the remainder of the period, and he would be damned to hell before he was about to head back to class. So, as a common act of courtesy, after pulling on rubber gloves, a paper face mask, and his favourite pair of Welding goggles, Jack decided to clean out Rai's mess of a car.

There were things in there Jack dared not speak of, and other things he knew he had to immediately burn due to the fear of contaminating the entire school. But in the end, Rai's car could almost pass as being just a piece of junk, and no longer a piece of craptastic shit.

Luckily, study hall was Jack's last period of the day, so by the time he had finished, Rai was already standing outside the garage door waiting to be let in. But as Jack waved him in, he realized something was off. "Where's your girlfriend… isn't she, like, always clinging onto you by the end of the day?"

An almost tormented sigh escaped the young Brazilian's mouth as he edgily combed his fingers through his hair, "nah man, she broke up with me when I met up with her at her locker… said something about her having needs too, or some crap like that."

As bad as jack felt thinking this, he was almost happy to hear the news, those two as a couple were like the PDAs of the entire school, and he would be lying if he said he didn't have a little grade school crush on Kim. He always had, but that was uncharted territory for Jack, he was always too busy with his mechanics to have time for a relationship.

"Oh man, I'm sorry, "jack lied, as his inner self did back flips of while singing a happy little song, "listen, you don't need to give me the $20, just fork over the 5 bucks for my cleaning your car out and I'll be set." Jack took the money in his hands, and winced as he noticed the same sticky mess on it that was in his car. "OK, I have to know, WHAT is this sticky crap that's all over everything you own?"

Rai couldn't help but start to laugh, "my mom made me pick up, like, four cartons of juice at Sam's Club… big family, y'know? And, I dunno exactly how… but they all exploded in my car. I mean, juice was everywhere, hell, I still can't get the shit outta my hair!"

A smirk began to take hold of Jack's face as well, as he pictured Rai sitting at an intersection, listening to some tunes when, BAM! A giant juice bomb goes off in his car. By the end of the mental recreation, both boys were literally toppled over each other in hysterical fits of laughter. Once the hooting died down, jack spoke through little spurts of giggles, "alright l-listen, I gotta, I gotta head out. You make sure you don't go buying any more… any more of that self detonating juice, Got it?"

"Sure, and Spicer?"

Jack had already begun to head out to his own car, "yeah?"

"Maybe I read you wrong… sorry about the whole, calling you queer thing. It's the eye liner and face coverup, y'know?"

"It's all good, I guess I read you wrong too." Jack turned around and pointed to his pale whit face, "and for the record, this isn't face paint, I'm just really pale, I just do the eyes."

Rai blinked in surprise, he had never met a guy as pale as Jack before, "hey, maybe we should hang out some time!"

Jack stopped in his tracks, "yeh… maybe!" he called back, and then climbed into his own car.

Relieved to be in a car he was familiar with, Jack slunk down in his driver's seat and turned on the heat, it still was rather cold outside. "What a weird day… of all the people to make friends with, Raimundo Pedrosa, oh well, what ever." Jack was lost in his own thoughts as he pulled out of his parking space and turned to head out onto the road, but was quickly dragged back into reality as the sound of a girl screaming at him caught his ears. Jack focused his attention to the road ahead of him and came to realize that he was about to hit someone. Upon impulse, he slammed on the breaks and came screeching to a halt.

The girl immediately marched up to his side of the car and demanded he opened his window. Grunting in aggravation, Jack did as he was told and let the window come down.

The girl, standing opposite of him was none other than Rai's Ex- girlfriend, Kimiko Tohomiko. Her face was red with rage as she stared in on him, "do you have any idea what you're doing behind that wheel!" she screeched, causing Jack to lean back away from her. God she could be loud. "You almost ran me over!" she put one hand on her hips and continued, "do you realize how much trouble you'd be in if you hit me!"

Leaning out of the car a little, Jack smirked up at her, "am I about to find out?" Before jack could get another word out, a swift slap came to his face, jerking his head to the side. "OW! What was that for?" he whined, while rubbing at his bright red cheek.

"What did you mean by that?" she nearly hissed, while scrunching up her nose in distaste.

"Sorry if I came off weird, your highness, I was just thinking about something else." And then, without warning, another slap came, this time more fierce then the last. "Jesus Christ woman, what was that for!" That time, jack could feel his brain start to dislodge out of his ears.

Kimiko glared at him with venom practically dripping from her eyes (weird picture, no?). "You're such a pervert! Open your car door and let me in."

Ok, now jack was thoroughly confused, "what?"

"Open your car door and let me in, you're giving me a ride home for almost hitting me." Jack fumbled with the lock, but had it open by the time Kim made it around the car. When she sat down beside him, it was like she had already forgotten about almost getting hit

"Looks like her temper is as short as her memory," jack thought with a chuckle.