So this may or may not be a two shot. My friend Sam think's it should be but... I don't know. Lemme know whatcha think!

Milton David Krupnick is online

"The Playa" Eddie is online

The Swag Sexy Beast Jerry is online

Kim A. Crawford is online

AwesomestKarateSenseiEvur!XD is online

JackarateB is online

"The Playa" Eddie: AwesomestKarateSenseiEvur!XD?

JackarateB: Lemme guess. Rudy.

AwesomestKarateSenseiEvur!XD: Hey guys! I just found this! Did you know that you can make things that look like smiley faces?! (: (; (: X) XD XD (;

JackarateB: …Um…

AwesomestKarateSenseiEvur!XD: Fine then! If you guys don't enjoy my smiley faces, I'll take them somewhere else!

AwesomestKarateSenseiEvur!XD logged off at 7:54

"The Playa" Eddie: Ok…?

JackarateB: WHOOOOOOOOH!

The Swag Sexy Beast Jerry: Dude, not cool! That's my thing!

Milton David Krupnick: You should copyright that.

The Swag Sexy Beast Jerry: Copyright? You mean write it on myself? I'm uber confused…

Kim A. Crawford: Don't worry Jerry! I have some awesome pink sharpies that'll look great with your summer skin tone! (:

The Swag Sexy Beast Jerry: Thx Kim! XD

Kim A. Crawford: Anytime, Jerry. Anytime. *snicker snicker*

JackarateB: Good luck with that Jerry… Anyway, I wasn't trying to steal your whooh, I just couldn't help myself! I just beat Destiny at bowling!

"The Playa" Eddie: You're bowling right now? And talking with us?! How?

JackarateB: Umm, my PHONE!

Milton David Krupnick: You're talking to your friends instead of talking to your date? I'm not an expert, (yet), but you need to pay more attention to this Destiny of yours!

JackarateB: Oh, I'm paying attention to her. (;

The Swag Sexy Beast Jerry: Make out ALERT!

JackarateB: I never said that!

"The Playa" Eddie: But you haven't denied it yet!

Kim A. Crawford: Jack, I don't even see you!

JackarateB: Umm… I'm not in your room Kim.

Kim A. Crawford: Well I'm not either, dufus!

The Swag Sexy Beast Jerry: Daaaaaang gurl! Chill!

"The Playa" Eddie: Well if you're not at your house then where are you?

Kim A. Crawford: Well, I may or may not be at the bowling alley. *blushes*

Milton David Krupnick: Really Kim? Stalking Jack? Has it really come to that?

JackarateB: Wow Kim. *smirks* Didn't know you had Jack Feva that badly!

Kim A. Crawford: Sorry to deflate your cow-sized ego, but I'm not stalking you Jack.

JackarateB: Sure, sure, sure. Whatever you say Kimmy. (;

Kim A. Crawford: But I'm not! I didn't even know you'd be here!

Milton David Krupnick: Then why are you there?

Kim A. Crawford: I just might have a date.

The Swag Sexy Beast Jerry: With who, mamacita?

Kim A. Crawford: Uh, is that really important? Hehehe…

JackarateB: Yes Kim. Yes it is.

Kim A. Crawford: I hate you Brewer.

JackaratB: I know! (;

"The Playa" Eddie: Kim! QUIT AVOIDING THE QUESTION! Who're you with?!

Kim A. Crawford: Fine. - _- I'm with Isaac.

The Swag Sexy Beast Jerry: You got Isaac McLean to ask you out?!

Kim A. Crawford: Well don't act so surprised about it. Jeez.

Milton David Krupnick: But Kim, last week you were complaining about how perverted he was!

Kim A. Crawford: Yeah, well, I find him quite charming now!

"The Playa" Eddie: You find the way he was checking you out charming?!

JackarateB: Wait, what? When was he checking her out? When did this happen?

"The Playa" Eddie: Umm, around the same time you were checking Donna out. Apparently you also spaced when Kim was complaining about what he was trying to do to her.

JackarateB: Wait, what was he trying to do to her?! I might have to have a talk with him later…

Kim A. Crawford: It was nothing Jack!

JackarateB: Eddie, tell me now.

Kim A. Crawford: NOOOOO! Besides, it doesn't have anything to do with you!

JackarateB: Kim, if he's messing with you, it has everything to do with me.

Kim A. Crawford: Jack, if he was trying something on your girlfriend, then you'd have an excuse to beat up Isaac. But I'm not your girlfriend, so you don't have the right to do anything to him. Ha!

JackarateB: Kim, you're my best friend. I have the right to do whatever I want to him! There! I have perfect logic! Here, I'll come find you now!

Milton David Krupnick: Uh, Jack, aren't you forgetting about something?

JackarateB: ?

The Swag Sexy Beast Jerry: Your date, dude!

JackarateB: Dang!

Kim A. Crawford: Ha!

JackarateB: No one gets the best of Jack Brewer! *grins widely*

Kim A. Crawford: Crud… You better not try anything!

JackarateB: Kim, are you doubting me!? You really think I would ruin your date?

Kim A. Crawford: Ugh.

Kim A. Crawford logged off at 8:37

JackarateB: Hehehe…

JackarateB logged off at 8:38

Milton David Krupnick: Something tells me that this isn't going to end well…

"The Playa" Eddie: I wish I could see it!

The Swag Sexy Beast Jerry: I don't! That chick punches hard when she's mad!

I looked down at my watch, up at the blonde boy picking up the bowling ball, down at my jean-clad legs, and then back at my watch. It was 8:45. I was hoping that this meant that Jack had decided he'd rather kiss that girl than ruin my night. But part of me really hoped he'd come. But I wasn't jealous. No. Maybe a little… NO! I have Isaac! That should be enough!

Speaking of Isaac, he cheered and jumped in the air, ran back to me, picked me up, and spun me around. I forced a laugh. It was fun and all, but it felt weird. I mean, the only person who ever picked me up was Jack. It was just weird when Isaac did it. But I suppose that when he did it to all the other girls, they swooned, so I would try to too.

"Isaac, put me down!" I squealed as he started tickling me. Then his hand slid a little low. Crap. He was still a pervert. "Seriously, Isaac, put me down." Luckily, he complied. He would've had bodily harm otherwise. Oh, who am I kidding?! Isaac is a big, muscly, kid who gets a little too frisky at times. I'm dead if he ignores my protests. Why are all of the weirdoes attracted to me!?

I sighed, sat down on the orange chairs, and ran my hands through my windblown blonde hair. He sat next to me and placed his hand on my knee, rubbing it comfortingly. Is he really being nice, or is he just trying to make a move? I sat there awkwardly, waiting for the brunette who was currently grabbing her ball to get done so it could be my turn. I just wanted this night to be over. The brunette took her stance, and neatly flicked the ball down the aisle, knocking down all of the pins but one. I groaned in frustration.

"I got a spare." I blinked and looked back at Isaac. His hand was still on my leg, but slightly up from where it was, and warmth radiated onto my thigh. His green eyes were looking right into mine. I looked away and chuckled nervously. Glancing up at the screen, I saw that it was my turn. But when I tried to get up a warm hand grabbed mine, the other hand scooped my legs onto a lap, and my arms were pinned to my sides.

Suddenly, warm lips crashed onto mine. I let out a half strangled squeak, and smacked at the hands that were cutting my circulation off to my arms. He finally let go and I jumped back, falling on my butt. He smirked at me and offered me a hand. I ignored his act of chivalry and got up by myself with an angry huff. He just laughed at me.

You know, you don't have to put up with this Kim. I pushed the thought away. Of course I do! I have to show Jack that I can take care of myself! Well, if he starts making out with you again I'm not so sure… I sighed and walked towards the door. I was done. Done with Isaac. I stopped and turned around. My eyes scanned the bowling alley, which was no small building, but still couldn't spot Jack. So I resumed walking out the door.

The cold air blasted around my bare shoulders. I shivered and reached for my phone. There was no bulge. My phone was gone! What the heck! Had Isaac taken it when his hand went up my leg? Well crud! Now what?

"Kim, its freezing. Come on, let's get you warmed up." The heavy football player I despised came out and started leading me around the back of the building. I was frozen in terror, and my heels dug into the soft ground. What if he tried anything? Again?!

"Kim! Quit being difficult! You're practically a block of ice!" His green eyes looked worried, but I could never tell whether he was being sincere. He ducked and picked me up bridal style.

"Isaac!" I screeched in his ear and struggled, but he wouldn't remove his grip, he only tightened it, to the point where I was sure my leg would be very bruised in the morning. Tears welled in my eyes as he opened the door and shoved me inside. How I despised football players.

He pulled the driver's door open and slid in. Rubbing his hands together he stared at me.

"What." I hissed at him, wanting to be as far from him as possible. "You have me here, so what? What do you want? After months of trying and trying to get me on a date, here we are. So what?"

His vivid green eyes peered into mine. They were soft.

"Can I just…" he leaned forward, and before I knew it his nose was skimming mine, and he was climbing over to my side of the truck. My brown eyes widened as he locked the door and blocked the lock with his hands. And then the kisses came. I couldn't really shove him off of me, since he was at least 50 pounds heavier than me! So I started clawing at his face. That made him back off a bit, which gave me enough time to grab the lock, yank the door open, and make a run for it. I flung my 5-inch boots off but he was still gaining on me.

"Crap…" I muttered, and turned towards the nearest store, which happened to be a Family Dollar. But a hand grabbed my shoulder, making sure I never got there. I crashed to the ground, screaming, and inevitably spraining my ankle. I lay there, groaning. My head felt wet, and my vision was fuzzy, but I saw a large figure looming closer. And then, I was enveloped in warm blackness.

Jack's POV

Where is Kim? Once again my eyes went around the bowling alley, but I just couldn't spot her shiny blonde head anywhere! I tried to text her.

Kim where r u? I'm worried. - Jack

I shoved my phone back into my pocket as Destiny flounced back to me.

"I got a strike!" She squealed, and wrapped her arms around neck, jumping like an idiot.

"Yeah, yeah," I muttered. She was getting a little annoying. Her heavy brown curls kept whipping me in the face, and her eyes were rimmed with too much eyeliner. She was wearing a ridiculously short skirt, which was up to her butt. I flashed a brief smile. She dressed to impress! Nice to know I have that effect on girls. But no matter how she dressed, she was pretty hilarious, and had a great smile. She just needed to tone her ensemble down a bit.

I grabbed my bowling ball and executed an almost perfect round, only missing two pins, which I easily hit the second round. I turned and bowed flirtatiously to Destiny. She giggled. As I came back up, I saw a flash of honey/gold. Kim?! I looked at her. She was on the ground, and a heavily built blonde boy was offering to help her up. I narrowed my eyes. Isaac.

Well, I tried to reason, he isn't being a jerk! Maybe I'll just watch them and if he tries anything I can go stop it. Despite Destiny's flaws, I didn't want to leave her! She was pretty and nice (and popular)! And we'd only kissed like twice! I headed back over to her.

A few minutes later, I stood up and looked for Kim, but she wasn't where she was before. Neither was Isaac. I whipped out my phone.

Kimmy, did you go home? – Jack

Almost immediately my phone buzzed.

Yeppers! – Kim

Yeppers? Kim doesn't use yeppers. In fact, I've never even heard her say that! Besides, that phrase is just retarded. And she should be yelling at me for calling her Kimmy, or at least threatening me! Something just wasn't right. I sighed.

"Is something wrong Jack?" Destiny's blue eyes sparkled as she questioned me.

"Yeah." I sighed again. "I gotta go check up on someone." She looked at me, a little miffed, but didn't protest as I got up.

"You need a ride home?" I asked politely, when in truth I was raring to get away and find Kim.

"No, I'll be fine. I think I'll finish this game." She smiled weakly up at me. I knew I was hurting her feelings but I needed to find my best friend. I smiled, waved, and walked out the front door. I turned around trying to find the quickest way to Kim's, when a bright green truck caught my eye.

I know that truck! It was the one the cheerleaders would ride to school the day after the football team won a game. My eyes narrowed again almost involuntarily. I walked towards the truck, but stopped before I got there. It was abandoned.

Well now what? I guess I could wait and see if they come back… But what if this isn't Isaac's truck? What if they decided to walk home? You can't just wait here. Heaven knows what he could be doing to her!

My conscious was always right. I seemed to be sighing a lot today. I walked away from the parked truck. Then, I heard a bloodcurdling scream. My eyes widened and I flew towards the noise, only to see a dark figure looming over a delicate girl who was on the ground. Her hair looked silver in the moonlight and her lips were kiss-swollen. Blood was seeping out from under her hair at an alarming rate, and her ankle was twisted at an odd angle. My blood boiled at the sight. Kim.

Snarling, I rammed into the figure that was standing over Kim, smirking down at her. He fell to the ground with a surprised groan. I began pummeling him with my fists, over and over and over. It felt like all my frustration with him, (even though I didn't know that much about him), was coming out into his face. He tried to fend off my attacks, which should have been easy. (He's a football player, newsflash! He's a lot bigger than me!) But I was mad and I had just started so I was full of furious energy. A few seconds later I heard a slight sound from Kim, and decided to knock Isaac out of play so I could focus on her. I grabbed his shoulders and slammed his head into the ground repeatedly, until I was sure he was knocked out. I turned to Kim.

Her eyelids were fluttering. She let off a low groan and tried to get up, but whimpered and laid back down. I inspected her. The flow of blood from her head had slowed down slightly, but I knew that she was still losing a lot of blood. So I ripped off my jacket and wrapped her head in it, effectively covering her wounds.

"Jack?" Her voice was so faint that I almost didn't hear her.

I shushed her and began trying to get my hands under her. "We'll be back at your house soon." I promised. But when I tried to grab her legs so I could carry her easier, she whimpered again, a tear slowly trickling down her face. Shocked, I looked down, and immediately saw that her left leg was swollen. Man, all I want to do is tear Isaac apart!But I settled for carrying Kim home, careful not to touch her leg.

"Jack?" She tried again, a little louder this time.

"Yes?"

"Thank you for coming." She sighed and nestled into my chest. I smiled down at her.

"Anytime Kimmy. Anytime."

Again, let me know what you think! Should it be a two shot?