A/N Hey you guys! I apologise for not updating faster. I wanted to but I had tests and stuff. I just wanted to say a HUGE thank you to everyone who reviewed my story, followed it and put it on their favourites list. I got about 12 emails about after one day! Thank you so much. In this, Jack's surname is Anderson. It just fit right for him. And also, my chapters are going to be a bit shorter than other people's chapters. Just so you know! Wow, what a long A/N! Read on!

Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Kickin' It *Sob!*

Oh god.

I was standing right there, right next to the ice rink. What was wrong with me? I couldn't chicken out now!

"I can't do it…" I told Jack, looking away from him.

"Yeah you can, you just open the gate and go right in" he said

"No, I mean…I…I don't know how to ice skate. You'd probably think that with my mom making me do 'womanly' sports, I'd know how to, huh?" I said, forcing a laugh.

"Well, yeah, I suppose. But you can still come. I can teach you how to!" he said eagerly.

"But, Jack, I –"

He grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the ice. I tried to ignore the tingles spreading up my arm at his touch.

"See, it's not so bad, right?"

Either he was blind or he thought that ice-skating was clumsily slipping and sliding on the ice. I noticed he was still holding my hand. I should pull away, but I don't want to…

Jack pulled me further out, nearly to the middle of the rink. Almost no one was there, just us and one or two other couples – wait, Jack and I are not a couple!

He looked at me and said

"Okay, the basics. When you're ice-skating, you gotta…"

I kind of stopped listening then. I was lost in his chocolate brown eyes. I started noticing little things about him, like how the hair on hid forehead was always swept to one side, or how many freckles were dotted across his nose, or…

"- so, you got that?" Jack asked.

Of course I did-NOT. I had no idea what he was talking about.

"Yup! I know exactly what to do!" I said, putting on a smile. I mean, it couldn't be that hard, right?

I pushed off with my back foot, gliding across the ice. I started laughing.

"This is easy!" I said.

I guess I cursed it.

I did something wrong, I guess, and I nearly tumbled head-over-heels. I've seen some "Ice-skating gone wrong" videos, and it looks like it really hurts.

I braced myself for the fall, but it never came.

Jack had caught me easily, realising what was going to happen and skating over quickly. I looked up at him and gave him a "thank you" smile.

I felt a flush coming to my cheeks as he stared at me.

"Um, can you let me go now?"

Awkward.

Jack turned red and mumbled a "Yeah, sure" before lifting me up.

"Uh, thanks Jack…" I said quietly.

"No problem. You wanna try again?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'll listen better this time" I said.

He slowly explained for me, what I had to do to get going, keep going and to stop. I nearly facepalmed myself. It was simple! I can't believe I didn't know how to do it before. Just to make sure I didn't (nearly) fall again, Jack held my hand for the first few tries. After a while I was skating like I'd done it all my life!

"You, Jack Anderson, are a miracle worker!" I said when we were returning our skates.

"You're welcome, Kim. Now, you wanna get a burger or something?" he said.

And that was when I saw him.

"Amm, you know, I have to go, I'll see ya later, bye!" I said, practically running out of the building. All I knew was that I had to get home before he noticed me…

So, there it was! Sorry it was a bit short; I wanted to leave you guys with a cliff-hanger and anymore would have given you TMI! Did you like it? Who could the mystery man be? And why does Kim want him not to notice her? So many questions! Find out in the next chapter, and in the meantime, REVIEW! Please? Love you guys, bye!