A/N: Okay, yes, this one's very cliche. I know. Please don't come to my house and knock down my doors... Anyway, I'd like to thank TheMamboLove for being my very first review! And thanks to LoveShipper for leaving a nice review, too! Thanks everyone for reading and/or following! Now, on with the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Kickin it, Jimmy Neutron, or Radio 109.6 if that exists.

Jack's POV:

"You'll only be under for 90 minutes, tops," said my dentist, Dr. Reels. She was a really nice woman, but I'll admit, I was terrified. I don't like surgery and I know for a fact, getting my wisdom teeth taken out hurts. Like, it really hurts.

"Now, about the medication. How often should I give him any?" my mom asks. She's really crazy about being RIGHT ON TIME with this stuff.

"Anywhere from 4-6 hours," the doctor replied, "You shouldn't leave him alone while he's on it, though. It makes people a little... loopy."

I rolled my eyes. 3 days with my mom never leaving my side? Great.

"Now Jack, we'll be putting you under in about 5 minutes. Your mom can stay with you until we put you out, but only if you want. What kind of music do you want me to put on during your surgery?" asked Dr. Reels. She's actually pretty cool. I like that she's giving me the choice to have my mom stay.

"Can you put on the radio? 109.6? (Okay, let's just pretend this is a real radio station with alternative music on it) And my mom can stay if she wants..." I say, secretly hoping she will. Like I said, I'm terrified.

"I'll stay, honey," my mom said, smiling. Dr. Reels left the room to go prep for surgery, so my mom decided to help me calm down a little. She took my hand, "Jack, I actually won't be home tonight because I have work, but I called someone to come over and help out."

"Oh, thanks mom. Who'd you call?," I said, hoping she didn't realize how much I wanted her to stay home. Don't say anything, but I love my mom and I'd rather have her taking care of me while I'm sick.

"Well, Kim's mom said Kim could come over and help out since she lives across the street... Is that ok with you?" my mom asked with some weird kind of smile that made me blush. It looked like she thought she knew something.

"Mom! Why Kim? Why can't it be Aunt Lucy?" I asked, not really complaining. I didn't want Kim to give up a Friday night to take care of me! Well... Maybe I didn't want to say something I might... regret...

"She's in Colorado for a Business Conference! She can't come, so Kim's taking care of you all night," she said with that same weird smile, "And actually, Kim was pretty ok with it. Didn't you have plans anyway?"

"Well... Yeah. But the guys said they were still going, so I just assumed..."

"Well, Kim said she didn't have any plans, so she's taking care of you. That's final," My mom said as Dr. Reels came in.

"Alright, everyone ready?" asked the doctor. My mom gave me one last squeeze of the hand before she got up and left the room.

"Now, Jack, do me a favor and count backwards from 100," she said. I got to 97 before I started to black out.

Kim's POV:

I went to Jack's house at about 4:30. I brought over some Italian Ice for him like he did when I got my tonsils out, but I'm planning on staying a little longer. Yup. I'm babysitting my best friend. I never thought I would say that... But nonetheless I said I would take care of him while his mom was at work. I got to his door and rang the bell.

"Kim! Right on time!" said Jack's mom, Cathy. She's a tall, skinny woman with tan skin and black hair. Jack has her eyes... Not that I'd notice that stuff. Especially not on Jack... We're just friends, ok?! Anyway, Cathy leads me into the foyer and up the stairs into the kitchen. Their entrance is on the second floor, kind of like a beach house.

"Hi Cathy! I brought some Italian Ice for Jack. Is he doing ok?" I asked putting the Italian Ice on the counter.

"He's doing just fine! He's in a lot of pain, though. I just gave him his medicine, so he should be good until about 8:30. You give him a pill from this bottle, only give him both bottles if he's in a lot of pain. Giving him both makes him a little... loopy, so it'd be easier to keep him company if you give him only one. I'll just leave them on the counter. He has to change his gauze every few hours, but he probably can do that when the medicine wears off. If he complains about his face, give him some ice from the freezer. My number and the instructions are on the counter," she said, all while getting ready and putting the Italian ice in the freezer. This woman can multitask.

"Okay, thanks Cathy. Where is Jack, exactly?" I asked. I guess she forgot to mention that little detail.

"Oh! Right. He's upstairs in his bed. I think he's watching tv, but I'm not sure. He could be asleep," said Cathy, "You can go ahead up, you know which room it is, right?"

I nodded. Okay, I had never been in Jack's room, but I knew where it was. It was on the 4th floor. Did I forget to mention Jack lived in a mansion? Yeah, turns out that training Bobby Wasabi makes your family very rich. I guess being the CEO of a major company makes you be able to afford a house across the street, like my daddy.

"Okay, I'm off! And Kim?" Cathy said, quickly turning to me, "Thank you, sweetie. This means a lot to both of us," she said, kissing my forehead. I felt my face get hot.

"Oh, it's no big deal... The guys were going to see some stupid movie that I didn't want to see anyway..." I said quietly. Cathy smiled like she knew something.

"Right. Okay, I'm off! Bye, sweetie! I'll call at 9 to see how you're doing and your mom is right across the street if you need anything!" And with that, Cathy left and I headed up to Jack's room.


I got to the end of the very long hallway to the tall, dark, wooden door that said in light blue "Jack's room" and knocked on the door.

"Jack?" I said opening the door slightly and stepping in. This is not at all how I thought Jack's room would look. It was perfectly in order, nothing out of place, with blue walls and a high ceiling. There were pictures on the walls, especially surrounding his elevated bed. It stood on a stage sort of thing with a bookcase filled with books and trophies and pictures in frames. He had a bedside table, a dresser, and a flatscreen TV with a nice, comfortable looking couch in front of it. He had 3 red beanbag chairs piled in the corner of the room. I looked around and noticed Jack asleep in bed.

I decided to climb the stairs to the platform and check to make sure. Over Jack's bed was a couple small pictures and one big one. I looked at the picture, smiling at the memory. This was the first picture I ever took with the Wasabi Warriors. Jack and I were standing next to each other with big smiles on our face. Around that were pictures of Jack and I. There was one from the dance where I got gravy all over my dress, the day Jack said I look good in brown. There was one where Jack had his arm around me from the night we played manhunt in the mall. I knew that because my shirt didn't have a stain on it yet and that was the first (and only) time I wore it before that. There were the pictures we took in the photo booth at the pier. Finally, there was my favorite picture of us. It was the one we took on the set of The Karate Games. We were in our costumes with big smiles on our faces and our arms around each other. The thing that made this picture special, though, was that after we took this picture, Jack kept his arm around me longer than normal. He sort of slid his hand down my arm and grabbed my hand. It my heart flutter to think about the memory.

I was snapped back into reality when I heard a very mumbled, sloppy sounding, "Kim?"

I jumped, "Oh, hi! Your mom just left and said I could come up here..." I said, hoping he didn't think I was some kind of freak.

"That's awesome, Kim. My face hurts," Jack said. I could tell he was a little out of it. I sat on the edge of the bed, "You're really pretty looking, Kim."

I laughed and blushed a little. He was so out of it, "Thanks, Jack. Do you need anything? I brought you some Italian Ice, if you want that. Or we could watch TV," I said, talking quickly. Even though he was out of it, that compliment put me really off guard.

"I wanna watch TV, Kimmy. But I want Italian Ice, too! What should I do?" he asked, sounding distressed. I laughed again, this time trying to keep it quiet.

"I have an idea. How about I go get some Italian Ice while you pick out the show?" I said smiling. It's weird to see Jack like this.

"Oh my god Kimmy! You're so smart. And you're really pretty looking," Jack said with a dreamy look in his eyes. I just knodded my head and tried to keep from laughing again while I helped him to the chair and turned on the TV.

"Now, you stay here and pick out a show to watch while I go to the kitchen us a snack. Be right back, ok?" I said looking at him.

"You promise you'll be right back? Right after that?" he says. I tried to control my laughter again.

"I promise," I said, walking out the door.

I went down stairs and got the box of ice and 2 spoons. I decided to put the extras in Jack's mini fridge. I also decided to bring up the directions, a bag of peas, and Jack's medicine with me, just in case he needed it any time soon. Luckily, the kitchen is on the third floor, so there's not much walking between Jack's room and there, but you should always be prepared.

I walked up the stairs and back down the long hall to Jack's room. He stayed right where I left him on the couch. I put the bag of peas and the box of Italian Ice in the fridge, and grabbed 2 cherry flavored ones. I brought them over to Jack and sat down next to him, handing him one of the cups and a spoon.

"Thanks Kimmy. You're so smart," he said again. I smiled and rolled my eyes. It doesn't bother me as much when he calls me Kimmy when he called me pretty and smart... But don't say I said that.

"No problem! I'm here to take care of you, remember?" I said as he put his arm around me slightly. I blushed, "So, what are we watching?"

"Well, I think we should watch Jimmy Neutron," Jack said. I nodded my head in agreement.

After that, the time passed by. Jack didn't talk much, probably because his face hurt so bad. But when he did open his mouth, I didn't really expect what came out.

Jack's POV:

Oh, god. Kim is so pretty. I feel like we're Jimmy and Cindy. Kim's prettier than Cindy though. Woah my hand's huge! Kim IS really really funny and smart and awesome. I like sitting with her.

"Hey Kim?" I said, staring at her.

"Hmm?" she replied, looking up at me. I could tell she was about to fall asleep, too.

"I just love you a lot."


Kim's POV:

Well, that made me more alert and awake. I thought to myself, Okay, kim. You should tell him. Tell him right now. He won't remember it, and you know he doesn't mean it. He's on so many drugs to help him right now, so just say it.

"You know what, Jack? I love you, too. Want some chicken broth for dinner?" I say, quickly changing the subject.

He nodded his head, "But I'm tired, so let's stay here for now."

I nod my head, too, and I go back to resting my head on his side, his arm around me. I wish he could stay like this forever, in some fantasy world where he thinks he loves me and calls me beautiful all the time, but this will pass. He doesn't mean anything he says. He's just in some little world all on his own. I kind of wish I was there with him.


I ended up staying the night at Jack's. His mom didn't get home until 3AM that night, so I just slept there on the couch in Jack's room. I stayed most of the day Saturday, too. Jack didn't remember saying anything to me, so I didn't bring it up. That's ok, though. I would just be disappointed There's no way he'd ever love me when he wasn't drugged up. So I'll just go on with my secret. Yes, that's right. I'm in love with Jack Brewer.

A/N: Yay! Chapter 2! I named it Wisdom doesn't always make you wiser because Jack got his wisdom teeth taken out and THEN he realized that he loved Kim so much, if you didn't get that. Please Review and I'll give you a cookie! Please tell me anything I can do to make my writing better, constructive criticism is always welcome! XOXOXOX Kate