Kim pov

I wake up to find myself in a hospital room with mom, dad, and Rudy sitting around my bed; looking like they hadn't slept in days.

"Wow, you guys look horrible." I say sitting up, they all look at me, relieve oozing off of them,

"Oh, I'm so glad your okay." Mom says giving me a hug, dad rubs my arm smiling and Rudy is just smiling at me,

"Okay? What happened?" I ask genially confused, Rudy's smile crack,

"During the match you got distracted and then didn't see the opponents kick. And then your head was bash into a wall by a foot, but your headgear stopped most of the injury, but you still have a concussion." I nod and look to dad,

"Can you get me some water?" He and mom leave the room, Rudy stands too,

"The guys are waiting to see you, they've been in the waiting room for two days; so they might smell a bit, but they really want to see you Kim. Should I send them in?" Who are the boys? I think to myself but tell him to send them in, maybe I'll remember them when I see them.

A few minutes later four boys walk in holding balloons, teddy bears, and flowers. At once they all start hugging me and I push the first away, a cute boy with long brown hair.

"Excuse me, who are you?" His jaw drops and so the rest of their's, the rest shuffle out at the boys gesture.

"It's me, Jack. Jack Brewer. Your like best friend, karate partner, sparring mate," he looks at me intensely,

"Please tell me this is a joke Kimmy." At the word Kimmy I get a reel of images, me hugging Jack and then one of a goat with its tips being frosted.

"Weird" I mumble but then look at him,

"I don't know you, I'm sorry Jack."

A/N I ate the orange! (KIDDING!) No oranges were harmed in the making of this short chapter. NOW REVEIW OR I WILL SEND MY FLYING MONKEYS AFTER YOU!