Hi people! This is my first time writing a story. I will try and update fast, but who knows? It's Kind of short, but the next chapter will be longer.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kickin' It or any of its characters. ;)
Chapter 1
Kims pov
I always knew that my life wasn't normal. I just didn't expect it to come to this. I was sitting in a classroom. A real classroom! With books and work and worst of all, a teacher. In spy school, we never sat in a classroom. We were always doing something. How do people stand this incredible boredom? I know that I am going to have to get used to a new way of life, but even after the long time since I quit the agency, it's the first time i've been able to go to school. The school I'm in is Seaford High. There's, like, nobody in the classroom yet, even though it's five minutes later then the time we were supposed to be in class. Just then, the door opens and a few more kids come in. Do they always come this late? I have a lot to learn about Seaford. I want to blend in, ya' know? I mean, it's not like I'd normally go out of my way to get attention, but I used to try and get noticed a little. You would never suspect a girl was a secret agent if she was someone who you knew, but not personally. Now, I just want to stay under the radar. If my enemies know that I'm here, I'm gonna have to move again and that raises a lot of questions. They could even track me by my name. I rest my head on my desk. Wow, people take forever. Maybe I should just ditch? No, I think to myself. Im having a lot of trouble controlling my impulse, but I know I have to. Mostly because my impulse tells me to sneak behind allies, maps out escape routes the minute I walk into a room, and tells me to punch anyone who tries to sneak up on me or makes me mad. Years of spy training can do that to a girl. Some more kids walk through the door. I don't even raise my head. Then I feel footsteps coming up to my chair. My chair is the only one in the back, so I know this person isn't trying to get to a seat. I hear a hand slap down on my desk. I raise my head. I see this guy. He is smirking and has a posse of other jocks surrounding him. I doubt the teacher is going to come in. Bullies tend to have that kind of karma thing that whenever they're doing the bullying, the teachers are off doing something. Then, when you try and fight back, the teacher or whoever walks in and gives you detention. I could so go without detention on my first day. "What are you doing in my seat?" The jock asks, still smirking. Punch him, punch him! No! I will not punch him! Okay, fine. Snappy answer! Shut up, me. "I dunno, just chillin'." I say casually, but I'm doing everything I can to keep my cool. Punch him, punch him! Oh my god, I hate my impulse. "Well, it's my seat, so beat it." He responds. Oh, how I would love to punch the smirk off his face. "Hey, lets start slow. Maybe some introductions?" I'm stalling and he can tell. Still fighting the urge to punch him. Come on, you're way stronger then he is, you could have him on the ground before he can even blink. As flattering as that is, I still don't want to start a fight. "Okay. My name is Frank, and your name is deadbeat." He says. This kid steps up and says, "Go away, Frank.". Frank just swats him away. Now I'm mad. I hate when kids that are smaller then me get picked on my kids bigger then me. If he wanted a fight, he just got himself one. Yeah! Impulse wins this time. I walk over to the kid, help him up, and whisper, "Watch the hallway for the teacher. If she comes, give me a signal." He nods. I step away from him and walk back over to Frank. This time it's me doing the smirking as I challenge him back, "Let's see about that.". His eyes widen as I roll up my sleeves. Muscles are really awesome when you want to beat a bully, and I have lots. "Come on, take first punch. Or are you to scared?" Frank knows a challenge when he sees it, and I think he can tell i just called him scared. He seems pretty dumb, though, so I'm not sure. He and his cronies surround me, and one of them takes a punch. I punch back, twice as hard as his punch was. I take a step back. Then I leap. I kick one and take another one down. Two come towards me and I trip one and flip the other. The ground is none to soft, and that bump looks like it will hurt. I nail a kick in one's gut and spin around and duck a kick that comes flying from a different direction. One trips me but I summersault and punch him. Another one comes out of nowhere and catches the punch I started. He knees me in the gut and slaps me. I fall to the ground. I'm a bit out of practice, but I'm still good. i stand up again and do a flying kick, taking another one down. Four down, three to go. I run up the wall and do a flip. I land behind Frank but before I can kick him another one comes up between us and punches me. Hard. On the shoulder. A flash of pain overwhelmed me and I have to lean against the wall for a second. While I'm resting, he punches me again. That much pain in one spot isn't normal. I think I dislocated it, but the fight must go on. I kick the guy before he can punch my shoulder again and flip him. The remaining ones ran. I slumped against the wall. A fight and a dislocated shoulder before first period. Great. I see the kid who was posted at the door give me the signal and I walk over to my seat. My opponents scrambled into their seats just as the door opened and the teacher walked in. I groan. There is no way i am going to survive today.
Miltons pov
So, the teacher walks in and everyone is just sitting around like nothing happened. I can't believe it! New girl just took down an entire troop of Black Dragons! That punch to the shoulder didn't look to good, though. She's wincing in pain. Should I do something? I focus my attention on the teacher. "I hope everyone had a good summer? My name is . Now, everyone, we have a new student. Her name is Kim Crawford. Kim, will you please come up?" talks at a rapid fire speed, and it takes everyone a moment to process what she said. Then Kim slowly gets up and walks to the front of the classroom. "Wonderful." says as she rest her hand upon Kim's shoulder. She winces, but the teacher doesn't notice. "Kim, would you like to tell the class your name, where you moved from, and your hobby?" Kim mumbles something. "I'm sorry, could you please repeat that?" says. "My name is Kim, I moved here from Kenya, and I like Karate." She says, louder this time. She smirks too. Hmm. I wonder why? "Wonderful." says. "Now, lets continue. Kim, you may go back to your seat." I have so got to tell Jack about this girl!
-Time Skip to After School at the Dojo-
Jacks pov
"She WHAT!" I say in disbelief. "She took on 7 members of the Black Dragon at once in a classroom, but she got punched in-" Milton started. "Yeah, Milton. I got that part. Did anything else happen during the rest of the day?" I asked him. "Nope." He responded. "Plus, I wouldn't know. I'm not in any of her other classes. But if something else did happen, it would have been all over the school." "But I didn't know about this until you told me! How could this be all over school?" I asked Milton. "It's not all over school because it involved Frank! You could be sure he said something at the end to all the kids that were there to keep them quiet, and Frank always gets his way. Kim, the new girl, wouldn't tell either. She didn't seem too happy about starting a fight in school." Milton said. "But the point is, she was good enough to beat 7 Black Dragons! You should invite her to the dojo." "All right, I'll ask Rudy. But I don't think he would be very willing. I had to destroy a wall to get in, remember?" I responded. "Well, not exactly. You just accidently-" Milton started again. Ugh! "I said yes, Milton!" I'm tired of arguing with Milton and, I'll admit it, I wanted to see if could actually beat me. "I'll ask Rudy."
-Time Skip to When Rudy, Jack, Jerry, and Eddie Are in the Dojo-
"You WHAT!" Rudy said in disbelief. "Yeah, I get it. That's what I said. But from what Milton said she was really good!" I argued. "Come on, guys. Back me up!" I turn to look at the guys. They're all just kind of staring at me. "But she's a girl! Girls don't do karate. They just don't!" Rudy pointed out. "How sexist." I mutter. "Okay, but what if she doesn't want to join the dojo?" Rudy asked. Hmmm. I didn't think of that. "Then she doesn't have to come." I shot back. "You guys, how about you invite her to the dojo? If she can beat the majority of us then she can join." Eddie said. "But she's injured! She seriously hurt her shoulder while fighting!" I re-accounted the part of the story that told about her shoulder. "How about we just test her, then. See how far she would push herself even though she's injured." Eddie said. "Alright, then it's settled. If you can get to come to the dojo, then we can test her." Rudy summed up the conversation. "Now, it's time to go, so lets skeddadle." He said. I smiled.
-Another Time Skip to A Phone Call at Night-
I dialed a number onto my cell. The phone rang once, twice, three times, and then she picked up. "How on earth did you get my phone number?" Kim's voice said from the receiver. "I looked in the directory." I responded. Duhh. "We have a school directory?! She yells. "Yeah." I said a little suspiciously. "That's how you recognized my number, right?" She mutters something using language I am still not allowed to use around the house. "Of course." She says. "So what do you want? And how do you know me?" She asks. "I know you from school, and I wanted to know if you wanted to check out my karate dojo because I hear you like karate." I said. There was a long pause before she responded. "Why not? What time do you want me to be there?" Yes! She's coming! "How about tomorrow after school? I ask. "Alright, I'll be there." She says. "Okay." I cheer silently. "Bye!" I hang up. I start back to my room, but then I pause. I run back to the phone and text the group. She's coming tomorrow after school. Be cool!-Jack
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