Hey everyone! Thanks so much for the awesome reviews! This is so cool! To tell you the truth, the story was meant to be a cute little oneshot between Jack and Kim. But so many of you asked to see the fight between Jack and Brett that I decided to write a part 2! This chapter will focus on what happened after the kiss, and will cover Brett's challenge. I had tons of fun writing this, and I hope you'll enjoy it! :)
To all my followers and reviewers and the people who favorited I'm Always Here for You, this chapter is for you!
Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin' It, but I sure wish I did!
Jack woke up in his bedroom with the happiest feeling in the world. What had happened? The memories all came flooding back to him. Oh yeah. He and Kim had finally gotten together. He felt like he was on top of the world, like he could do anything. Kim felt the same way about him! Last night, after Kim kissed him back…
"What was that for, Kimmy?" Jack smirked.
"You're such an idiot, Jack." Kim said. She punched his arm.
"Ow!" He complained. "What was that for?"
"That was for being an idiot." Kim punched his arm again, this time, harder.
"Ow! Okay, what was that for?" Jack asked.
"For calling my Kimmy. You're my best friend. You should know that you Do. Not. Call. Me. Kimmy." She explained, emphasizing each word, pretending to be mad. "Remember? How many times do I have to tell it?"
"Aww, Kimmy. Why can't I call you Kimmy?"
"Because I hate that name, Jack!" Her best friend made such a sad face that she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Do you hate it when your best friend calls you Kimmy?"
"No—I mean, yes, Jack, even my best friend can't call me that. Nice try. You almost got me there."
"Fine. How about once in awhile?" Jack whined.
"No, Jack."
"Special occasions?"
"Nope." Kim shook her head.
An idea popped into Jack's head. "Would you mind the nickname if your boyfriend called you that?"
"I don't have a boyfriend, Jack." Kim gave him a pointed look.
"I know, but if you did," Jack replied, mischievously. "Just pretend you did."
"Well…I guess it would have to depend on…who my boyfriend was…"
Jack pointed to himself. "Me."
"If it was you? Well…" Kim pretended to think over the question. "Yes" She finally said, then quickly added, "But only on special occasions," when she saw Jack's triumphant look.
Jack pumped his fist into the air and did his victory dance, not paying attention to the death glare Kim was giving him and not really caring what she thought. "Yes!"
"Sorry to interrupt your little dance," Kim said sarcastically, "but you're not my boyfriend, so therefore, you cannot call me Kimmy. Get the logic there? The two premises and the conclusion?"
Jack just gave her a blank look. What in the world was Kim talking about?
Kim sighed. "Let me repeat this for you. We just learned about this at school, Jack. 'Only my boyfriend can call me Kimmy. You are not my boyfriend. Therefore, you cannot call me Kimmy.' Get it?"
Jack blinked. "Oh. Yeah, I get it. Do you really have to be talking about school right now?"
"It's not schoolwork! It's everyday life! You know what? Just forget I said anything." Kim gave up, throwing her hands up into the air.
Jack smiled. Kim was so cute when she got all worked up over something. Alright, it's time to pop the question. He told himself. Gathering up his courage, he said, "Kim, I need to ask you something."
"Sure Jack." Was it his imagination, or did she look a bit disappointed?
Jack took a deep breath. "Kim, will you be my girlfriend?" This was it. This was the moment where he either got accepted by the girl he loved or rejected by the girl he loved. He held his breath.
To make matters worse, Kim was silent for several moments. She just sat there, face showing no emotion. She seemed to be thinking hard about his question. Jack felt a pang of disappointment. Was she going to answer? He couldn't stand the suspense. What if he had misread her actions? What if she didn't feel the same way? But she did kiss him back…Jack was so confused. He began to think that he had misjudged his best friend.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, Kim began to smile. "Yes!" She squealed. "I thought you would never ask! Yes!" She threw her arms around Jack, who instantly smiled in relief, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her passionately. He didn't even bother to ask why she had paused so long before answering.
So, yes, Jack had officially asked Kim to be his girlfriend, and she had agreed. They had made plans to meet at Kim's house in the morning and walk to school together. Speaking of which, Jack had to hurry, or he would be late. Quickly, Jack threw on some jeans and a green shirt. He then ran downstairs, poured himself a bowl of cereal, and began stuffing it into his mouth. Between bites, he ran around, looking for his books and his homework, and put them in his backpack. In the hallway, he ran into his sister. Literally.
"Jack! Get off of me!" his sister cried.
"Oops. Sorry, Megan." Jack got up sheepishly.
"Seriously, Jack. You really should pack your bag at night so you don't have to rush around in the morning," she told him.
"I know, Megan, but I kind of forgot after what happened last night. I'm just glad that you're not mad at me anymore."
Last night, when he'd gotten home, Jack was confronted by a very angry ten year old and a very worried mother.
"Jack!" His mother hugged him. "Where on earth have you been? You were supposed to be at your sister's recital! I was so worried when you didn't show up!"
"I'm sorry, Mom. I was—" Jack was cut off by an attack from his little sister.
"Where were you? You promised to be at my recital, remember?" Megan yelled at him.
Jack sighed and ruffled her hair. How was he going to explain this one? "I'm sorry, Megan. I really wanted to be there, and I was going to make it on time too. Rudy asked me to check if the dojo was locked, so I went. It was locked—"
"Hold on," Megan interrupted me. "Rudy remembered to lock the door?"
Jack nodded. "That's exactly what I thought to. But let me finish me story. Because Rudy definitely did not lock the door." Jack gave them the short version: Kim had had a difficult night, so he had stayed with her until she calmed down. At this, his sister screamed right in his ear.
"Ow! Megan! Why did you do that? That hurt!" Jack complained, rubbing his ear.
"Sorry, Jack," Megan replied sheepishly. In a quieter tone, she asked, "What happened between you and Kim?" Both his sister and his mom looked at Jack with big round eyes.
"What?" Jack asked, holding up his hands in an 'I surrender' gesture. "Nothing happened!"
"Really?" Megan asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Really?" Jack's mom echoed. "Are you sure?"
Jack rolled his eyes. "Yes, Mom, I'm sure nothing happened." Jack didn't feel like telling his sister and mother about him and Kim yet. They'd kept bugging Jack about it, and he decided it was time for a little revenge.
"Really? Because something had to have happened for my son to come home at eleven at night, eyes shining, looking like the happiest guy in the world, after a karate tournament that went on extra long. Jack, what are you hiding?"
Jack sighed in defeat. His mom knew him too well. "Fine. Kim and I finally got together. We're officially dating now. And no, the guys do not know yet. We haven't had the chance to tell them." He interrupted his very excited sibling and mom.
"AHHHHH!" Megan screamed. "Kick prevails! I knew it! I told you Kim liked you! I told you, I told you, I told you. But who didn't listen to me? What does this tell you? Huh? Huh? That you listen to your sister, that's what!" Megan started dancing around the kitchen.
Jack's mom laughed. "Alright, honey, settle down. You're going to make your brother regret telling you."
"I already regret it." Jack muttered under his breath.
But his mom, oblivious to his comment, just sighed happily and crushed Jack into a hug. "I knew you could do it. Who wouldn't want to go out with my wonderful, handsome, kind, caring, baby boy?
"Aww, Mom, stop it! You're embarrassing me! I'm going to bed."
As Jack climbed the stairs to his room, he heard Megan yell, "Wait until I tell everyone about Kick!"
So that explains why everyone at school had given him a thumbs-up, a huge smile, or a clap on the back when Jack and Kim had gotten to school this morning. Megan had told literally everyone. Thanks, Megan, Jack had thought sarcastically. Of course, some people had given him evil looks at well. These were the boys who had wanted to date Kim, but now couldn't because Jack's dating her. Speaking of angry boys, Jack and Kim spotted Brett walking towards them. The couple exchanged a look. It's time.
"Hey Brett. Have you met Jack, my new boyfriend?" Kim asked in a fake sugary voice. "Isn't he great?"
Brett looked up and glared at the couple. "Yes, I've met him. And no, he's not great! If anything, he's the—the—opposite of great." He growled, lacking a better word. "He's responsible for my current predicament. And I didn't even do anything wrong!"
He didn't do anything wrong? Jack repeated to himself. He scoffed. Yeah right. This kid is seriously messed up. He couldn't believe Kim had gone out with that jerk. Of course, he couldn't blame her. Brett had hidden everything from her, and Kim had been horrified when she had found out. Last week, he had caught Brett bullying a girl from math class. Jack wasn't close with the girl or anything. Heck, he didn't even know her name! But he'd seen Brett bullying others before, and it could get pretty nasty. So he had put a stop to it by pulling Brett to the principal's office. He had told the principal what had happened, adding that Brett often kicked and punched students throughout the school year, and Brett had gotten suspended for a week. On top of that, he was grounded for a month. The principal had called Brett's parents
Jack felt an urge to protest, but he kept quiet. This was Kim's moment.
"Oops!" She put on a surprised face and said in that same fake voice. "I totally forgot that you two do know each other! So you don't think he's great? I do. I think he's so strong, and so brave, and so sweet, and so kind, and so gentle, and so loving…" Kim rattled on, listing a bunch of my charming characteristics. I could see Brett visibly tense up.
"…and he's so great at comforting you when you're feeling down, and so awesome at everything he does, and he's such a great kisser…"
Brett was literally turning red, his hands formed fists and his teeth were clenched. Keep it up, Kimmy. Jack thought. He's about to blow. Just a couple more.
"…and he's so charming, and so romantic, and so handsome, and so caring, and so protective, and he has such great hair, and he's the best 2nd degree black in the world—"
Brett couldn't take it anymore. "I bet I could beat Jack in and spar. I'm so much better than him!" He rudely interrupted.
I smirked. Bingo. Great work, Kimmy. "Is that a challenge I hear?" I asked Kim's ex.
"Yes." He answered through gritted teeth. "I could take you on anytime, anywhere. And I would win too!"
"No! Jack would win, wouldn't you, Jack?" Kim defended me in that same sugary voice. "Because Jack's the best guy in the world! Aren't you, Jack?" She looked up at me in adoration, and I had to hold my laughter in. Kim is such a great actress! She should attend drama class or something.
"Yeah, of course. Anything for you, Kimmy."
My girlfriend glared at me. I would pay for that comment later.
"No, he wouldn't. Jack, I challenged you to a match. Wherever you want, whenever you want. I'm always ready to take you on," Brett practically spat in my face.
"Alright. How about at our dojo right after school. Does three o'clock work for you?" Jack offered sarcastically.
Brett scoffed. "I'll see you there. And be ready to get whipped."
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