Disclaimer- I don't own Kickin' It or anything with a little *
JACK'S POV-
I walked around the hardwood floor, focusing on the dull clack my feet made every time I took a step while I searched the cabinets for my aunt's medicine. She had just woken up and was calling for me. I had already been up for at least two hours, i'm not really much of a sleeper. There, I thought to myself triumphantly when I spied the orange medicine bottle in the back of the cupboard. I placed two of the small pills in my hand and made my way to my aunt's room.
"Hey Auntie Sheila. I have your medicine." I called out softly to the hunched figure sitting in the bed.
"Good morning Jackie," she called back out. I had been taking care of my aunt for the past two years, after the seventeen she had been taking care of me. My parents gave me to her because they wanted freedom, and she had been like my mother ever since. Two years ago, she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's. It was tough, but she's a fighter. We had recently moved into this apartment because we couldn't afford to keep the house, as much as we tried.
After I give her the medicine, I help her into her favorite sitting chair and put on Oprah*, which she had been watching for the past eight years. I quietly grabbed my hat and skateboard and slipped out the door. I looked at my phone and turned on my music. The tiny digital clock read 7:45am. I was running late, as I broke out into a small jog, Jerry was going to kill me. Jerry is my best friend. We skateboard together, he's an aspiring photographer so he likes to take his camera everywhere. He's the coolest person ever, we do everything together. He plays bass in our band, Induced. I sing and play guitar. I suddenly remember that we have a gig tonight and my body felt like it had been coated in a cold sweat of nervousness. I finally reached the elevator, and just as the metal doors were about to touch, I threw my arm out and stopped them. I stepped inside. When I looked at who was inside, my breath felt like it was knocked out of me. The most beautiful girl stood inside, staring straight ahead. She had long blonde hair and gorgeous deep brown eyes. I shook myself out of the daze, and said "Hey." My voice cracked a little bit and I winced. I always do that when i'm nervous.
"Hi." She said back quietly. I was in a trance. Who was this girl? Where did she come from? What's her name? I mulled over the questions and their possible answers and drifted into subconsciousness while transfixed on the buttons of the elevator. I needed to know who this girl was! I was brought back to my state of mind when the elevator let out a perky 'DING!'. I stepped out of the elevator, and turned around to face this beautiful mystery girl. "Catch you later," winking as I said it to her. Was that smooth? Do I seem like a douchebag now? Oh God, why did I wink? I thought as I pushed through the doors. My phone started playing a little singing ringtone, so I pulled it out and checked the caller ID, thinking it would probably be Jerry. It wasn't. It was Samantha, my 'girlfriend'.
"Hello?" I asked cautiously.
"Where the HELL are you?" A screechy voice replied.
I sighed internally. Samantha was a pain in the ass. And in all honesty, she technically wasn't even my girlfriend. It was a bad situation, all I knew was that I never loved her, and now i'm starting to get sick of it. I snapped my phone shut. I was starting to get sick of everything, to be honest. I'm supposed to do something big, travel the world, etc. But i'm stuck here with a psychotic girl who clings to me like lint on a dark sweater, and my sweet old aunt who's health has been progressively getting worse every day. I dropped my skateboard on the ground. I wonder what the girl on the elevator wants to do with her life...
By the way, my names Jack Brewer. I'm seventeen and a second degree black belt. I've lived in Seaford for fifteen years, and i'm planning/constantly daydreaming about the day I finally leave... if that day ever even comes.
authors note-
hey y'all. hope you guys like it so far. i'm going to alternate jack/kim telling the story, and i will be updating it every monday and wednesday (i hope that's okay, i have a lot of summer homework to do and i'll be updating more once i'm finished with it) please review and leave your comments and suggestions! thanks! xo maia
