Hey everyone! My name is Taylor and I am so glad that you all really liked Shakespeare in Love. It's been an idea that's bounced around in my head for quite some time and I thought that'd I get it out and let you all read it.

Just so you know, all of your really positive reviews made my day. I really loved everyone's comments and I am even a fan of constructive criticism, so don't be afraid to hit that review button! Seriously though, I was not going to update for a few more days, but your reviews inspired me to get my bum in gear. The more you review the quicker I update!

I'm not very chatty so I'm going to stop talking and let you all just read my story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kickin' It or Romeo and Juliet.

The dummy slammed into the ground with a loud, final thud. Jack rushed to the dojo after his very confusing and heated callback with Kim to blow off some steam. He could not really talk to anyone at that moment; he was too busy wrapped up in his own thoughts, which made him kick the dummy more fiercely until it finally fell. But when the dummy smacked the ground everyone in the dojo turned around to face Jack with wide eyes.

The sixteen year old tossed some of his loose brown hair out of his face before he regained a normal stance. Turning around to face his friends and Rudy, Jack did not even know what to say to them all. They obviously looked worried about him. How could they not? After his callback had ended an hour earlier he had grabbed his backpack and ran out of the classroom as quickly as he could. He just did not want to stay behind and face the reality of what his day had brought upon him.

That morning he had planned to ask Kim out. Jack had been working up the nerves for weeks to breach the topic with her, but now everything had changed. Wdoviak had turned his world upside down when he gave Jack that part on the spot with Kim. Now Jack couldn't ask her out. She would think that he was just trying to go along with the play or that his feelings were disengenuine because he had feigned them during their try out. However, that was not the case. Every look and every touch that had transpired between himself and Kim was one hundred percent genuine. He was not sure if that was the Romeo in him acting in that fashion or if that was the Jack in him working up the nerve to kiss her like that, but whichever part of Jack acted like that- he had screwed over the Jack in that dojo.

All that Jack wanted to do now was punch out his frustrations at the predicament that he had allowed himself to get wrapped up in. This was all his fault and now he was going to have to lie in his bed.

Looking at his friends now, though, he could see that they were worried for him. They had been worried since he had arrived at the mall. Jack had stormed into the dojo after his audition and marched straight into the locker room without saying so much as a word to Jerry, Eddie, Milton or Rudy. When he finally resurfaced from changing a few minutes later, he did not address anyone and had walked straight over to the dummy in the corner of the room. As soon as he was centered he spent a half an hour wailing on the dummy in an attempt to get all of his anger and frustration out of his system. Luckily for Jack the only people who had watched him beat the crap out of the dummy were Eddie, Milton, Jerry and Rudy. Kim had decided to opt out of coming to practice that day in light of everything that had happened at her audition.

As soon as the callback was over, she only spoke to Jack for a few minutes to tell him that she was not going to be at the dojo. Her mother, who had once been an actress herself, had wanted to take Kim out to a celebratory dinner to honor Kim's casting. The look on her face at the time was very tentative, as if she was not sure how to really act around Jack anymore or he could not hold those thoughts against her. He himself was not exactly certain of how he should approach and interact with Kim. They had been so open and personal with one another in that audition room that everything else outside of their kiss was awkward. The thought even occurred to him that maybe he should have kissed her again because that was something they were both very comfortable doing with one another. Alas, that thought was stomped out as soon as it appeared in his head.

Before he had left for the dojo, he just nodded at Kim and hopped on his skateboard to head over to the dojo. No words escaped his lips as Kim spoke to him. He had no idea what to even say. A script in that moment would have been ideal, but life was not romanticized like the world of Romeo and Juliet. So he had just skated away from Kim without as much as a goodbye.

Yet, now that he was face to face with his friends in the dojo he had a horrible feeling that they were not going to let him remain silent as he had done with Kim. The look on Jerry's face alone, which was a mixture of concern and anger, clued him into a confession that was bound to unravel.

Rudy, after the deafening silence that had enveloped his dojo ceased, spoke up, "Jack- what's going on? Are you okay, kiddo?"

For a moment, silence dominated the dojo again until Eddie decided to assist Rudy's attempt to make Jack speak, "Seriously man, you're acting stranger than usual."

As much as Jack appreciated their concern for him, the black belt teenager was not certain that he was going to tell them all just yet what had transpired for fear of them changing their manners around Kim. Jack just wanted to take everything back, including his crush; he was single-handedly going to disrupt the balance of his gang and his dojo because he could not restrain himself from feeling something toward Kim. He should have known to keep romance out of the dojo, but that was one of his many mistakes.

If his silence was not enough of an answer, Jack was not willingly going to tell them what plagued his thoughts. They all knew to a certain degree that Jack had feelings for Kim, but if they knew what he had done today he was afraid they would react poorly. Jack had crossed a line at those callbacks with Kim. Even though she had technically kissed him first he had been the one to continue on with the charade above and beyond what could be deemed appropriate. He had exploited his character to take advantage of the chance to kiss Kim. He felt sick to his stomach.

The four men in the dojo minus Jack all exchanged looks as they tried to figure out their next plan of action to get Jack to at least speak. His silence was not something they were accustomed to ever. He was the loud and cocky type of student and friend. This angry and silent person who had taken Jack's place in the course of the past thirty minutes was not someone they recognized.

Jerry, taking the lead on getting Jack to talk, approached his friend, "Look man, whatever happened we can help you, okay? If you keep it to yourself, bro, it's just gonna eat you up and then we're gonna have to deal with that. Let us help you so we don't have to help you later when things are worse." The other three men all shook their heads at Jerry rationale. As much as Jerry's heart was in the correct place, his wording was never the most eloquent or subtle. But he had accomplished something that none of the group thought they would get from Jack- he laughed.

His laugh was not strong or loud, but it was prevalent enough that everyone in the dojo heard it. Its sound lifted the spirits in the dojo so much that everyone was now sporting obnoxious, toothy grins. Even Milton seemed happy that Jack was acting somewhat normal again. "See, Jack?" Milton reasoned, "We can help you. You just have to be willing to let us."

Milton was right, of course. Jack did not want to keep his friends out of the loop as to what had transpired between himself and Kim, but he did not want them to be upset with him either. That callback had changed the entire backbone of their friendship and in turn Jack might have seriously damaged everyone else's relationships with Kim. Jack, due to his silly noble attitude, felt horrible that he had put them all indirectly in this situation.

Leaning down to pick up the fallen dummy, Jack sighed, "Look I appreciate it guys, I really do… I just… today was kind of a weird day for me, alright?"

Eddie laughed, "Dude it was a weird day for all of us. You roped me and Jerry into auditioning for some Shakespeare crap."

"Yeah," Jerry replied seriously, "I am not a play person, yo."

A very audible gasp surfaced between all of the teens. Milton, who now looked like he had been shot in the heart by a crossbow, said, "You guys didn't want to audition. But you told me and Kim you did! How could you lie to me and my craft?"

Rudy- after standing watch for the past few minutes- finally decided to rejoin the conversation so Milton did not sidetrack the conversation. The sensei cared about Jack like a younger brother and he did not want to see him upset over anything. He felt responsible for the boy's well being and if Jack was upset Rudy was going to fix it to the best of his ability. No one in his dojo was ever left behind to drown in the crap that life offered, "Milton, this isn't about your craft, this is about Jack. And Jack, whatever has your knickers in a twist, we can help you. You just need to trust us."

"It isn't a matter of trust," Jack said returning his attention to punching the dummy he had just reset, "It's more that I don't want you guys to be upset with me."

"I'm already upset with you, dude," Jerry chuckled, "You're self righteous vagueness is getting on my nerves." That comment merited a smile from Jack and even a small laugh. If anyone had the capability to get Jack to talk about what was on his mind it would be Jerry. Jack was close with all of his friends, but no one could rival he and Jerry's relationship. Milton was the type of person who was always there for Jack when he needed to get out of a sticky situation and he was also the perfect friend to call for educational endeavors. As for Eddie, he was the type of friend where if Jack was looking to have pure, mindless fun Eddie was the person to hang out with. The robust, black teenager knew how to make any night entertaining. However, Jerry was Jack's best friend. Excluding his occasional confused and vague tendencies, Jerry was the most loyal friend Jack had ever had. Whenever Jack needed someone to talk to Jerry was there; whenever Jack needed to just hang out and talk about nonsense Jerry was there; whenever Jack needed someone to goof off with and wreck havoc Jerry was there. Jerry was always there for Jack. In fact, Jerry was there for Jack more on his worst days then on his best, which was the testament to a true friend.

With Jerry's support and reality check, Jack finally stopped punching the dummy and turned to his friends, "Fair enough, but you guys are gonna be pissed if I tell you."

Those words caused Jerry to pull Jack to the center of the sparing mat, "We're already pissed at you because you won't tell us. So just shut up and let it out, will ya?"

He took his friend's lead and sat down on the mat where Rudy, Milton, Eddie and finally Jerry had settled. It seemed that his friends and sensei had given him no other option but to relay what was on his mind. Upset flashed in his mind for a moment before he realized that his friends were concerned for him. Jack owed them an explanation, especially after everything all of them had ever done for him. They were good friends.

Settling down Indian style, Jack ran his hands through his messy hair. So many thoughts ran through his head as he tried to process and sort out the events that had transpired over the past few hours. It was apparent now that he was telling them what had occurred, but he first needed to understand it himself. And there were many things that he still could not believe had even happened. He and Kim kissing was at the top of that list, but that was only because it was the single most perfect moment of his life. If he thought very hardly about the kiss he could still feel the pressure of her lips against his own.

Rudy snapped him from his thoughts with a loud cough, "The mat is yours, Jack."

"Okay," Jack began, "But I warned you." He took one deep breath in before plunging into his story, "I was gonna ask Kim out today, which was stupid in itself, but that was the plan. Then she came up to us after school and somehow we all got roped into auditioning for the show. I attest that to my stupidity. Sorry again Eddie, Jerry."

"No problem, dude," Jerry nodded.

"It's cool," Eddie smiled.

"Anyway," Jack continued, "Then I went in and auditioned and got a callback for Romeo, right? At the callbacks I was literally awful. I had to do this romantic scene and I just couldn't get into it. Sarah Brooks is just repulsive. And right before we were dismissed I did the scene with Kim and all I can say is… it was wow. I almost kissed her."

That got everyone's attention. A chorus of disbelieve rung throughout the choir. Jerry had somehow started ranting in Spanish about something that Jack could not understand, while Milton was trying to work out in his head how that had even happened. The sensei was scolding Jack for taking advantage of a situation like he had and Eddie was speechless. Jack lowered his eyes to the mat as everyone spoke over one another. He would simply wait until they had all talked themselves to death and he could finish his story.

Finally, after several minutes, the noise died down. This gave Jack the incentive to move on, "I warned you all you'd be mad. But that's kind of not all," he rubbed the back of his head, "Wdoviak dismissed the other kids and had me and Kim read this one scene together. And this is the kicker, she kissed me. In the middle of the scene she kissed me and I kissed her back and I kept kissing her throughout the entire scene. I don't know why I did it. I just couldn't help myself! And then he gave us the leads and I don't know if I can do this guys. It's all too much!"

Silence, the recent frequent visitor to the dojo, once more overtook the room as the rest of the group tried to process Jack's tale. He did not lift his chocolate brown eyes up to the rest of the group as they mulled over the shock and the story. His eyes were glued to the mat, but all he wanted to do was run out of the dojo and away from the judging eyes that were no doubt about to come his way. How could his friends forgive him for his actions toward Kim?

After minutes of silence and processing the information, Jerry spoke, "Jack, man, I get that this must be hard for you, but what's done is done, bro. Now we just have to figure out a plan of attack from here on out. But you won't be alone—we'll help you."

That made Jack looked up with disbelief, "You'll help me?"

Rudy laughed a deep, hearty laugh that brought a tentative smile to Jack's face, "Of course, we'll help you, dummy. This isn't the end of the world, okay? It was all just a little shocking to process, but we are gonna help you with this. Kissing Kim is not going to break up this dojo, but if you push us away from you it might."

"Yeah," Milton nodded, "Besides, if you are going to be Romeo… we have a lot of work to do."

Eddie rolled his eyes at Milton, "More importantly, we had your back today and we will have your back through all of this. The Wasabi Code, man."

"Just promise us one thing, Jack," Rudy asked, "Don't let this get to you. You can't spend your whole life stressing the things that are out of your control. So tomorrow just roll with the punches."

Jack nodded in agreement to Rudy's terms. The following day was going to be extremely difficult as he waited for the cast list to become public, but more importantly he would have to face Kim. In that moment, Jack decided that he was not going to communicate with Kim at school. He needed a Kim free day to let this all settle in and dodge the questions that were sure to come his way from his classmates about his audition.

The next day at school had been unbearable. Everyone in school had been suddenly talking about the cast list that was going up after school. Jack was not sure when the drama club had suddenly become such an interesting topic throughout the school. Yesterday the people who associated themselves with theatre were victims of ridicule and slander. Now they were seemingly popular. It was something that Jack could not understand- he had been one of the people who used to admittedly judged the theatre kids. However, now he supposed he was one of them and that meant that he should have been happy with the overnight success of the theatre club.

As the day continued on, Jack grew increasingly more agitated at the newfound interest in the drama club. But at lunchtime, Jack finally figured out why everyone was so interested in the play and the list that was being unveiled after school. Eddie had found Jack in the hallway eating his sandwich because Jack had been avoiding Kim all day long and told him what he knew about the peak in interest for the drama club.

According to Eddie, the entire school had head that Jack, Jerry and Kim had auditioned for the school play. Apparently with three people of consequence and status auditioning for the school play it was suddenly interesting. People were also gossiping about what had moved the group of karate obsessed teenagers to switch gears to Shakespeare all of the sudden. If only the entire student body knew that it was because of Kim Crawford. Her hair, her eyes, her personality, her everything had driven Jack up the wall and he had sucked his friends into the world of theatre without so much as batting an eyelash.

However, the entire school was not cognizant of the reasoning behind their auditions, so Jack felt that he was safe in that department. Many people had joked for years that he and Kim would eventually end up together, but Kim had always brushed it off as merely a joke. So if the school found out that he had buckled and signed up to put on tights for Kim only the teasing would be merciless. Even though Jack had some popularity that the school for all of his athletic endeavourers he was not deluded enough to think that high school was by any stretch of the means a warm and supportive environment. The only thing that teenagers loved more than a hero was tearing them down. That meant that Jack was going to have to make it look like he auditioned for the show of his own accord.

Once lunch concluded, Jack head off to the second half of his day and the minutes only seemed to get longer with each passing second. He wanted to hide in his shell as everyone asked him about the play and everything surrounding his audition, but that was not that Jack that he showed the world. Therefore, he put on a wide, cocky grin and told everyone with a wink that he felt that every part of the school deserved an equal serving of his talents. All of his friends rolled their eyes at his jests, but at underneath his smile Jack was glad that he had fooled them because he had not fooled himself.

By the time Jack had gotten to eighth period he had perfected his story as to why he had auditioned for the school drama club production. In short, Jack had told everyone that he had read Romeo and Juliet in ninth grade and that he wanted to use a sword on stage. He felt like his entire story had inconsistencies, but with the way the school was acting today it seemed like no one had noticed. For that he was grateful.

The knots in his stomach had worked themselves out and his day was looking up. As long as he ignored the impending broadcast of the cast list, Jack could get through the last period of the day without a hitch.

The shaggy haired brunette plopped down in his seat just before the bell rang. Sarah Brooks, who happened to sit beside him this period, arrived just in time to notice Jack taking out his notebook. Tossing her hair out of her piercing blue eyes, the self-acclaimed actress snipped, "Afternoon Jack. You ready for the cast list after school?"

Jack had hoped that Sarah would have ignored him this period. After the disaster that had been their callback yesterday and her reputation as a bitch, he was not in the mood to carry out a conversation with her. However, as much as Jack could be cocky and a prankster, he was a nice person and he could not, in good conscience, blatantly ignore someone. Of all of the things that people said about Jack, his good and kind nature was the one thing that he was truly proud and honored to hear about himself.

Letting his honorable side win out, Jack sat up in his seat and smiled at Sarah, "Yeah. Hopefully everything goes well."

"Well," she said throwing him a flirty smile, which confused him, "I'm really nervous about the list. I know by merit I should get the part, but you can never be sure, you know?"

That comment virtually made Jack's skin crawl. People like Sarah Brooks always set Jack's teeth on edge. All of his life he had worked hard and tirelessly to achieve everything that he had ever gotten. He was not delusional in thinking that his accomplishments came to him because he deserved him. Nothing in life was owed to him, so he had to prove each and every time he accomplished something that he deserved it.

Yet, Sarah seemed to just believe that the part she had auditioned for was guaranteed to her. He did find silent satisfaction in his knowledge that Kim was indeed Juliet. Part of him wanted to put Sarah in her place for believing that she was Juliet, but once again his nobility shone through and he kept his mouth shut. There was no honor in being ruthlessly mean. In jest, witty comments were fine, but when they were said to purposefully hurt someone's feelings it was no longer funny. Rudy had instilled those morals into Jack.

Instead of being honest, Jack shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know Sarah. I guess we'll just have to wait and see."

When Jack said that he turned away from Sarah to pull out a pencil and calculator to prepare for class. But as soon as he reached out for the pencil he felt a soft, smooth hand grab his own. His eyes shot up at the culprit to see Sarah sitting there with a soft smile. She chewed on her bottom lip in an attempt to be sincere, which only made Jack more upset with her actions, before saying, "By the way, I didn't get to tell you yesterday, when you did that scene with Kim you really impressed me. I'm sorry for being so hasty with you yesterday. I was just nervous, but you really proved that once you got over your stage fright you were a brilliant actor."

A chuckle threatened to escape Jack at Sarah's overly dramatic words. He had heard rumors that Sarah was always enamored with the leading man in all of the shows. Apparently she was convinced that Jack was going to play Romeo, which was ironically true, and now she had set her eyes on the black belt. But there was no way that he would ever return her false feelings. Not only did he have feelings for Kim, which were so strong that it was starting to seriously disrupt his life, but also he could never be attracted to Sarah. It was not that Sarah was unattractive, in fact she was a very stunning brunette with amazing blue eyes, it was that Sarah was so repulsive underneath her skin Jack could never stomach dating her. He had only ever liked girls who were good people; how girls looked never influenced his decision.

That was what was so amazing about Kim. She was witty, smart, a good friend and person- and she was beautiful too. Everyday he was in awe of her and yet he had still not told her how he had felt. Now, though, he felt that he could not tell her, at least for some time. If he told her now of his affections she would assume that it was a manifestation of the characters that they were playing or that he was doing this to enhance the allure of the play. Jack knew Kim and he knew that he was now permanently stuck in the friend zone.

His silence as he mulled over these thoughts did not seem to go unnoticed. Sarah shook his hand a little, which was still under the grasp of her own. The touch shook him back into reality and he swiftly pulled his hand away from her own, which only merited a pout from the brunette girl.

Fumbling with a response, he started, "Well, erm, thanks I guess. And don't worry about it. I get that it was stressful and ever-"

Jack never got to complete his thought because in the middle of his sentence, Mr. Fitzgerald barreled through the door and silenced Jack, "Mr. Anderson, if you would not mind to cease your flirting with Ms. Brooks perhaps I could move on and teach my lesson?"

The sixteen year old knew better than to retort to Mr. Fitzgerald. He was a miserable man who thought that he was leaps and bounds more intelligent than anyone on the plant. He also had a personal vendetta against Jack for no apparent reason. So instead of engaging in a conflict with the teacher, Jack just shut his mouth and tuned into the lesson.

Mr. Fitzgerald's class seemed to stretch on for an eternity, but as soon as the dismissal bell rang Jack was up and out of the door in the blink of an eye. He did not want to have to stay in that classroom any longer than he needed to spend there. However, the class did seem to distract him from his panic about the cast list. As he walked over to his locker, he was met with a chorus of male voices asking him why he was not heading down to the drama hallway. Wdoviak was putting up the cast list and all of the auditionees had already gathered to the sacred unveiling. In all honesty, Jack did not want to show his face down there. The last thing he wanted to deal with was a plethora of his peers congratulating him on the role that was going to single handedly destroy he and Kim's friendship. He wanted to prolong the news as long as possible.

Jerry, Eddie and Milton, however, were not going to let their friend avoid the list any longer. Jerry and Eddie each grabbed one of Jack's arms and started to drag the black belt down to the series of classrooms at the other end of the school.

Once they arrived, the teens did not need to look very hard as to where the list had been posted. There was a swarm of teenagers by one of the doors, which no doubt held the cast list that they were looking for. All four boys moved to take a step forward toward the list when Jack suddenly pulled away. In the midst of all of the students was a very distinct head of blonde hair. A sweet smile graced her lips as she waited anxiously with the rest of the students in the group.

"I can't do it, guys," Jack whispered.

"Yes," Jerry said pulling on Jack's arm, "you can. Come on Jack, don't crap out now." Jerry did not give Jack much of a choice in the matter. With a firm tug on his arm, Jack was thrown forward a little bit into the crowd of students. However, he did not exactly have control over his momentum, so he barreled right into Kim.

Catching her arms to balance himself, Jack gave his best friend wide eyes. A small blush graced her lips as she wittily retorted, "Hey stranger. Have you been avoiding me?"

"No," Jack chuckled letting go of Kim's arms so he could balance himself without support, "I just had a lot of stuff to do today. Anyway, is the list up?"

She shook her head and pointed toward the door, "Wdoviak is helping one of his students with a last minute question for his test tomorrow. As soon as he wraps up he's gonna post it." Her voice dropped below a whisper, "Are you excited?"

If Jack was going to answer honestly, he would have opted to say no. However, he could not say that to Kim, especially not now that she looked so excited at the prospect of getting to play this part. For as long as Jack had known Kim, he had never seen her more excited about anything. This play must have meant a lot to her, which only made Jack more determined to not let her down, "You bet. I mean, getting to work opposite of you? It's like a dream come true." That last part was one hundred percent honest.

Shoving him playfully she chuckled, "Oh please, Anderson. You flatter me."

"Well Crawford," he played along, "I am quite the Romeo, wouldn't you say?"

Just then, the classroom door squeaked open and a short freshman exited the classroom with books up to his chin. Following the small figure was the dark, mysterious Wdoviak carrying a small piece of paper. He waved it over his head to get the attention of the crowd before saying, "This right here is the cast list for the drama club's production of Romeo and Juliet. Please all be adults about the casting and understand that my decision is final. No part is up for discussion. Our first rehearsal is tomorrow after school, so please be prepared and read through acts one through three before then. Enjoy your afternoon."

Then he tacked up the cast list on the wall and the students all swarmed the list like bees to the hive. Jack, pressed inbetween Kim and a smelly sophomore, got a look at the cast list. It read as follows:

Romeo Montague- Jackson Anderson

Juliet Capulet- Kimberly Crawford

Mercutio – Matthew Jonson

Tybalt Capulet- Jerry Martinez

Benvolio Montague- Milton Krupnick

Friar Lawrence- Edward Jones

Capulet- Louis Novak

Lady Capulet- Sarah Brooks

Nurse- Megan Carter

Prince Escalus- Alexander Skylar

Montague- Christopher Fisketsis

Lady Montague- Amy Kessler

Friar John- Jake Sanders

Peter- Jake Sanders

Sampson- Gideon Kort

Gregory- Andrew Matthews

Abram- Kyle Ganges

Balthasar- Vahid Lin

Friar John- Gideon Kort

An Apothecary- Andrew Matthews

Chorus- Vahid Lin

A loud yelp rippled through the crowd of students as everyone allowed the cast list to sink into their skins. The scream was feminine and very, very shrill. "Where is Crawford?"

Out of impulse, Jack stepped in front of Kim to protect her from the impending voice. When the speaker finally arrived she revealed herself to be Sarah Brooks. Jack was not surprised in the slightest to see her so angry with the list. Less than an hour earlier, she was gloating to Jack that she deserved the part of Juliet. Now she knew that the part was not hers to claim. Kim's name was on that list because she deserved to play that part. If Jack did not already like her, her performance yesterday would have sealed the deal. The way she looked at him made him believe that she felt for him the way he felt for her, but, alas, it was just acting.

"Leave it alone, Brooks," Jack warned. Kim tried to push her way through Jack to fight her own battles, but he was keeping a firm grasp on the blonde. There was no way that he was going to allow her to pass through him right now. Sarah looked like she could seriously mame someone if she was provoked and Jack was not going to let that person be Kim.

She snarled at Jack, "Don't defend her Jack! She stole that part from me!"

"No I didn't!" Kim said pushing past Jack's arm so she was face to face with her accuser. Jack attempted to pull her away from the altercation, but all Kim did was shrug him off and turn back to Sarah, "I auditioned for that part and I got it. End of story, Brooks."

"Like hell it is. You and I both know you only got that part because Wdoviak ha a little crush on you. What'd you do to get that part Kim? Huh?"

That comment set Jack off. He towered over both of the girls so when stepped inbetween the pair of them the entire crowd that had formed around the group looked on eagerly awaiting Jack's next move. "Back off, Sarah," Jack said through gritted teeth. He had never struck a girl before, but there was always a first time for everything.

Noticing his tense expression, Kim put a calming hand on his arm, "No Jack. She isn't worth it. Come on, we have to get to the dojo anyway."

Silently agreeing with her, Jack turned and walked away. As Jack and Kim headed toward the exit, he heard Sarah's voice call after them, "Walk away, Crawford. But I'll see you at rehearsal tomorrow."