Lights. Bright lights surrounded me. Was this how heaven looked? Where were the white tables? Where was the never ending clear blue sky or heavenly music? Was I in the hospital?

Kim managed to pull her eyes open, only to close them again because of the bright sunlight, hitting her eyes.

Don't doctors know that patients who have just been in a car accident are not too keen on looking at lights?

"Ugh! Nurse?" Kim said weakly when she saw a small figure approach her.

"Nurse? Does my outfit look that bad?" said a female voice by the bed.

"Who are you?" said Kim who would've moved farther away from this person if she didn't feel so sore.

"Did clubbing really give you amnesia? Here, I have an Advil and Starbucks coffee. I've got your favorite, Doubleshot Mocha, extra foam." The girl sang.

What the hell kind of a hospital was I in?

"What kind of degree do you have?" Kim asked incredulously and slowly began to open her eyes as the strange woman spoke again.

"Oh! Haha, the joke is over. Now, get up and take your coffee and medicine. Tina will flip if you show up to the studio hung over."

Kim opened her eyes and gasped. She was not in a hospital but in a large bed that seemed to fit six people. Her bed was silk as were her pajamas. The curtains were a light shade of pink and brought in plenty of shade to her large bedroom.

It was a wooden floor that had a flat screen tv hanging on the wall in front of her. Two doors stood on different sides of the room. One was open and she could see the silhouette of a couch, she guessed was where the living room was. And the other door led to the bathroom.

The real question was though, why the hell was she in this house?

"Do I know you?" Kim asked the girl who was looking at her worriedly.

"Liv, you've known me your whole life. It's me, Eleanor? You must have hit your head hard when you busted your ass last night."

"Where was I?"

"At the club with me, Bryce, Tyler, Stephanie and Jack." Eleanor said, sitting on the bed and handing the pills to Kim.

Her stomach jumped at the name. Jack? Jack Brewer? My Jack?

"Brewer?" She croaked and Eleanor nodded.

"The one and only." She winked.

Shit!

"I guess I did drink too much. Can you wait for me outside? I just gotta get changed so I can go to the-uh…"

"Studio? To record?" El said softly then squeezed Kim's hand before walking out the door.

What was this place? And why did Eleanor, a girl I'm sure I've never seen in my life, call me Liv?

Kim made her way to the bathroom which matched her bedroom perfectly by the cost. Granite tops, that must've cost a fortune. She turned on the water and grabbed her pills. Kim took them both in one shot and then proceeded to dab her face with water.

This was a dream. A horrible, incredibly vivid dream.

When she dried her hands, Kim jumped. Her hands which were once pale and had nail-bitten buds at the tips of her fingers were know tanned and new. Her nails looked perfect as did her French manicure. That's what led Kim to look in the mirror.

Her hair, was no longer straight, but curly and wavy and fresh. Kim raked her hands through her hair and gasped. This wasn't real. Her face looked different as well. There was faint of evidence of make-up on her face from last night by the way Eleanor kept describing it, she must've had a blast.

Except the only blast she got was the loud honking of the truck she almost collided with and the shards of glass hitting her cheeks. But then why did she look perfectly fine? Even better than she did yesterday morning when Mika was giving her a speech.

Mika! Where was she? Does she know I'm here? Is she here too? Does anyone know I'm here?

Kim touched her face and lips and shook with shock. How could this happen? How did it…?

And then she just couldn't help it any longer.

She screamed.

"You sure you're okay? You look like you're gonna pass out." Eleanor asked once more while Kim stared out the window.

Of course, I'm not fine. I died last night. I know for a fact that this isn't heaven because I'm supposedly going to work. Who in their right mind would think working is heavenly?

"Fine. Are we almost there?" Kim asks.

I hope Mika is there and this is all just a horrible dream.

"Not yet."

"What do I work for?"

Eleanor looked like I was playing a prank. This girl or me must be a really good actress, Kim thought.

Maybe, that's what my job is.

"You're the most famous teen singer nowadays. Everyone knows who you are, except maybe you." She joked.

Guess not.

"I can sing?" Kim asked while Eleanor continued to drive.

"Better than anyone else I know. Now, is your head feeling better?"

Kim's hand flew absentmindedly to her head. Her head didn't hurt because of whatever hangover she supposedly had. Her head hurt because of everything that was going on. Was heaven filled with unwanted dreams? Why did everyone keep calling her Liv?

Did I want to be a singer?

She remembered dying in a car accident. That meant never waking up, but if she did die, does that mean that her spirit or soul travelled elsewhere? Was her body in the hospital…or in the ground? How many days have passed since she died?

"We're here! Try not to act like you're head's about to explode." Eleanor smirked and opened the door.

"As if that's possible." Kim said under her breath and got out of the car as well.

Author's Notes: Sorry, if this was too short. 1,000 words a chapter is what I usually write and most of the time I go over that limit but not today!

Boo! Sorry. Wrote this after my midterms and worried I didn't pass. In case some of you don't read my other Kick story, I've said that I might not post next Sunday because I'm going to be entertaining my dear cousins. Dear meaning annoying. They like to butt into my business so I might not write.

BUT the good part about this, is that you will get two chapters instead of one, the day they leave if I don't have time to post again, next Sunday.

Hope you all have a lovely day or night !

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-Nicole xoxo

p.s. I couldn't fit a good enough description with only 300 characters, so if the description on puts you off. I've put a longer version in the beginning of the prologue.

p.s.s. Is it necessary to put AU in Kick stories anymore? I don't think many stories actually follow the show, so am I supposed to?