[A/N:] I am so sorry it took so long.

I've been so busy, I got exam results and then started back at school and it is so hard this year. My computer also messed up and deleted everything and my memory stick is broken and I also have a really bad Flu right now.

I'm not sure what way I want to do the imprint and that is probably the biggest reason for the slow updates. I have lost interest in this story because of this so ideas would save me and this story.

Thanks so much to the people that reviewed, you are the only reason this chapter went up.

Chapter 3

Kim sat up feeling very tired, almost every part of her body ached with exhaustion. But she still smiled, even if that hurt a little too.

She could always count on him to cheer her up, even if he didn't know it and even if he wasn't being cheerful himself. It was nice to know she had someone she could count on apart from Brett.

She was late again because she had slept in late after talking to him until the early hours of the morning.

Brett of course noticed the lift in her mood, even after her horrible afternoon and he knew the reason for it. He didn't approve of talking to someone you didn't know so intimately but he couldn't and wouldn't ever deny his best friend happiness so he didn't pass comment.

Kim appreciated this and after discussing Andorra's downfall, - a popular topic in their conversations, they fell into a comfortable silence until first class.

Today she had maths class first and Paul, who normally sat beside her wasn't anywhere in sight ten minutes after the bell rang for class.

It didn't bother Kim in the slightest that she had to do the worksheet without a partner, she was probably better off with her own knowledge instead of the lack of knowledge from Paul and she would rather have silence from being on her own than silence caused by a person ignoring her.

The day passed by quickly again but she managed to control her thoughts so that she didn't miss as much work and information. It also allowed her to catch up on the work she missed yesterday, which wasn't hard for Kim as she was naturally bright and worked very hard in school for good grades.

The rest of the week was very much the same but on some evenings she had to go and work in her Dad's diner that was completely changed by Andorra. It used to be called Annabel's, after her beautiful mother but as soon as Andorra had got her claws or more appropriately: talons, into her father she changed it all. The beautiful interior was now stripped and a repulsive pink colour coated the walls. The whole place screamed tacky. It wasn't the same as it was when her mother ran it. Then everyone in it was a regular customer, it was always full and everyone loved her. Now Andorra forced Kim to work in it without paying her and always made her work longer than a normal shift until very late.

She had begun to hate the place that held some of her best memories but it was better than the house she lived in.

Since it was Friday she would work until twelve and then close up and then she would clean up and eventually go home to sleep only to wake up and start the early shift on Saturday.

There were a few good things about it though, the staff that worked there were great, they really were her family and when she worked they would always give her all of the tips. At first she refused, but she was saving up for college and she was desperate at the minute. The tips weren't as much as a wage but they were still a lot since the diner was mostly full due to it being the only one on the reservation.

The phone began to ring and seeing Carly, who was like a second mother to her, swamped with orders and dishes she rushed to get it herself. Carly shot her a grateful look to which she nodded in reply and then she bustled into the kitchen. Kim wondered whether to answer with Annabel's or Andorra's but knowing the consequences she went with the latter.

"Hello Andorra's diner. What can I do for you?" She said politely.

"What? Who? Oh Kimmy is that you?"

"Dad!" A smile automatically found its way onto her face at the sound of her dad's voice.

"Why are you at the diner? 'Andorra's'?"

"Dad I'm!-"

"What's with that…oh…right…hun I have to be quick…tell Andorra to give me a call okay baby? I love you. I'm sorry. I'll call soon I promise you love!" and then the dial tone sounded in her ears before she even got the chance to tell her dad she loved him too.

She tried to get his number but it was withheld. A deep pool of misery had formed itself in her stomach and the smile wasn't going to reappear for a good while.

She managed to hold back the tears until she got back to her house. The staff at the diner saw the exchange and watched with pity in their eyes but Kim ignored them. She didn't need pity. She needed her Dad.

She hated the fact that he worked overseas all of the time. She hated the fact that he married Cruella Andorra. She hated the fact he had disrespected the memory of her mother by allowing Andorra to convince him to move from their comfortable family home that her mother had decorated. She hated the fact he wasn't around to see, or stop Andorra from demolishing everything her mother worked for in the diner and then turning it into a tacky waste of space. She hated that he wasn't there to stick up for her against the cruel or hateful remarks from Andorra or Gretta or Agatha.

She hated that she was made to do everything and got no thanks for it. She hated a lot of things. But she loved her father so she put up with it all. She wanted him to be happy; she didn't want to cause him bother because she knew she just wasn't worth it.

Her pillow was her only comfort until the sunlight faded and then she did her chores and cleaned and cooked and tidied. This was normal, this was routine but this was just as painful to her, these were the reasons she had no social life. She was always doing things for everyone else and she was tired of it. She wanted someone to at least say 'Do you want a hand?' or simply 'Hey, take a break.'

Kim stood and laughed sourly at the direction her thoughts had taken, of course there would never ever be anyone who was even inclined to say those things to her.

No one cared that she was bloody miserable here. Why would they? She was Kim; invisible to everyone apart from the people she was deemed a personal slave.

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She walked up the stairs to her computer and signed in. He wasn't there. Her day really did just get better and better. She guessed he had a life, unlike her and on Saturdays he was out with friends or doing something that wasn't miserable.

He gave her that impression, they never gave out names of anything so she didn't know exactly the names of his friends and consequently the amount of them, but she thought he was somewhat laidback and she knew first hand that he was a genuinely likeable person.

She knew that she relied on him more than she should, she knew that but she there wasn't an ounce of her that wanted to change that. He made her smile all the time. She knew they had a connection, they had so much in common and he was a true friend whether she had met him in person or not.

This was not the first time Kim had found herself wondering about her relationship with him, she refused to call him a stranger regardless of her lack of knowledge about how he looked, she wondered very briefly, if they were to meet could they be more than friends? Unfortunately as soon as this thought appeared the other side of her, the side of her that was the definition of determination, shouted very loudly: Jared Talin.

Kim smiled for what felt like the first time today. The smile had inevitably formed on her gentle features because the mention of Jared even in her thoughts always made her smile.

So here she was torn between the person that she felt she loved but had never once looked at her and the person who she could like if she were to get over the person she loved and he felt the same of course.

Then she realised that she was not torn at all, her mystery man had no reason to like her, and if they were ever to meet in public she was positive he would be immediately turned off.

So now she had no dilemma but she was now crushing on two people she could never have? This really was a crap day…

If only she could get both of them to be mashed into one person then maybe she would have a chance since they are now less than perfect.

Nah, she still wouldn't have a chance this was Jared Talin, who was perfection added to the nicest personality she knew.

If only she was in love with Brett… she thought sarcastically and laughed out loud at the strange thought, he was a brother to her, she loved him like one, they argued like siblings and he always looked out for her.

The sad tears stung in her eyes again as she lay on her bed awaiting her dreams to provide her with some kind of escape from her thoughts.

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