I'm HERE! Gahhh. I'm sorry for not posting in a while. I'll try to post every Monday or earlier. NOTE: This is an improved version of chapter 3, cause the old version SUCKED. If you want to read the old version, I'm sorry cause I deleted it completely. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Kickin'it or Had me Hello even though I begged and begged.
Kim's POV:
The moment I left Mr. Max's classroom, I could see the shine of curiosity in everyone's eyes. Popularity included being always the center of the rumor mill. The rumors spread like autumn leaves. Sometimes, things about me were known before I told anyone.
I sighed, still hating on my stupid math teacher. He probably just chose the one student I couldn't talk to. He was a reject. I didn't understand that. He could easily pass for a jock. His long hair, his dark eyes, he was very strong as well. There was also something about his decision that seemed incredibly impossible to me, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
The vibration on my leg woke me from my daydream. My new phone's light glistened in the dim hallway. I checked to see that I had quite a few lost messages, most of them how r u's and poor you's. There were also many Will u go out w me?'s by some guys, which seemed strange to me, since they probably knew they'd be rejected. I sighed loudly, memories clouding my mind dating from my older boyfriends to our ninth grade talent show, the day where it all started.
(A.N: Flashback time! :) :P)
The back of the auditorium was bustling with movement, from excited yelps to muffled crying from the shyer part of the student body. I looked at myself in the mirror, wondering why on earth I had agreed to stand up on stage. I wasn't shy- I was considered intimidating by the other members of my dojo "The Black Dragons"- I just wasn't used to being the center of attention. I was a wallflower in school, never paid attention to by the others. However, at the tournaments or competitions, I was someone else. I used my hidden anger towards my life to strike, hard. Ordinary Kim Crawford was finally a champion. I was happy that way, or at least I thought I was; then, I met Brett Field- the first guy I had fallen in love with. Brett was captain of the football team, and had dumped Heather Clarke- the second in command of the second most popular group of girls in the school. Overall, he was the big thing. Looking at him, talking to the seductive redhead Donna Tobin made me want to feel noticed, to be liked by him. So I started to act differently. I cared more about my clothes, about my hair; the way I was seen. My failed attempts at this led me to had try and talk to him, but I simply couldn't. I had tried everything, except for one thing. My mind that day was completely blank except for four words, in neon burning inside my brain: SEAFOR HIGH TALENT SHOW.
Since I was a little girl, I had been praised by my voice. Before, I would have simply shrugged it off, but now, I took It as an opportunity. My hair was done, my clothes were picked, the song was chosen; I was ready. The talent show was my breakthrough.
I opened my mouth, ready to practice, when I froze, as I heard the names that had just been called out. Cathy Davis entered first, her hair all curled and full of glitter. She was wearing a red sparkly top, a bit low-cut for my liking (A.N.; Oh Kim, if you could see what you wear now a days [In my fanfic] lol), but they couldn't care less. She was wearing black skin-tight shorts that made her look incredibly attractive. Behind her, Grace West walked, her hair perfectly straight highlighting her strong features, wearing very short shorts in a blue, sparkly color that matched perfectly with her navy blue flappy top. Last of all, the beautiful queen walked to the stage. Her red hair was perfectly curled, falling loose around her shoulders. Her long legs fit perfectly in her white dress, shorter than life it self. In the crowd, you would hear wolf-whistling and cheering, but after all, that was what they wanted.
The three sirens started their song, singing as beautifully as actual mermaids. I knew I could not beat them. It had been scientifically proven impossible.
I can feel you comin' from a mile away
My pulse stops racing from the words that you say
And you say so many of them like you don't have a clue
That I'm signed, sealed delivered with a stamp on
You don't have to try too hard
You already have my heart
You don't got a thing to prove
I'm already into you
The three girls immediately stopped their performance- with rather suggestive dance moves- to stare at the crowd. It took a long time for everyone to realize what had just happened. One of them had farted. On stage. The audience erupted with laughter. The normally keep cool girls were frantic, as they couldn't find a way to fix their predicament. I wanted to laugh, but I saw this as my chance to catch an eye. I opened the big curtains and walked in after dropping my jacket, so I fit the very "innocent" mood. I did the thing that would be seen as taboo by the whole school; I sang.
Hold, Hold, hold me tight now
Cause I'm so, so good to go
Don't say Don't say good night you know
You had me hello [X3]
Don't say Don't say good night you know
You had me hello
Close your mouth now baby don't say a word
Cause you ain't saying nothing
I ain't already heard
Plus all them words get buried when the beats so loud
And the speakers blowin' up to this dance song
You don't have to try too hard
You already have my heart
You don't got a thing to prove
I'm already into you
So
Hold, hold, hold, hold me tight now
Cause I'm so, so good to go
Don't say Don't say good night you know
You had me hello [X3]
Don't say Don't say good night you know
You had me hello
Oooooh Ooooh ooh ooh [X5]
I realized that by that time, they'd joined in. The audience wasn't laughing; they were impressed. I saw around that the formerly horror stuck faces of the girls behind me where cool and collected, as I had been part of the show. Donna was even 'playfully' shoving me around so that she had the stage to herself. We finished the song together, as I felt pride and awe at my incredibly brave act.
You don't have to try too hard
You already have my heart
You don't got a thing to prove
I'm already into you
So
Hold, hold, hold, hold me tight now
I'm so, so good to go
Don't say Don't say good night you know
You had me hello [X3]
Don't say Don't say good night you know
You had me hello
The song finished with the whole stage erupting with applause. I did it; I had become popular.
After that, I became second in command. I had become best friends with Grace, Cathy, and Donna although I sometimes had the feeling that my only true friend was Grace. I shook that thought only to be struck back to reality.
My thoughts were so away that I hadn't thought of what I'd do when I arrived at the library; where I was now.
I did it! I finished! From now on, my chapters will be 850+ words long. I know this chapter is mostly based on Kim, but it was the only thing I could come up with. I feel like a complete ASS by not updating, but I had terrible writers block. For some extra info, I'm saying this is a Cinderella/ Pride and Prejudice based story (creative, huh). Thanks so much for the 20 REVIEWS! WHOOO! I iz happy. BTW, whoever wrote the "that sone really good shit" thing, you rock. I promise they will meet in the next chapter. Please review! And, if you like Supah Ninjas, please read my crossover! I'll post links to the outfits soon. Do not worry, my disciples.
BYEEE! Jacee (that's me, lol) out!
